Who Says I Don’t Have Talent?

I was afraid Wednesday might be a total loss, I rolled out of bed, got on the iphone and had a message from one of my tweeps to check out this link.  I’m not posting the link because I never read that blog, on purpose.   I don’t get  why someone like me would, then again I don’t get why people cut themselves with razor blades either.

This link goes to a blog that’s all about local Wichita TV news, and the guy HATES HATES HATES me, always has always will.  I should have just ignored it and went about my business, but I didn’t.  So let’s just say I started the day in a less than upbeat mood.  Just as I was starting to believe that I was the worst thing that happened in Wichita TV news history, the BFF & I decided to get busy.  We were going to paint my chest of drawers, and three night stands.  We used to pride ourselves on always paying to have stuff like that done.anit

Let me just say doing something with ones own hands really does result in a good feeling. My Mom was the kind of person who could fix anything.  She’s the one we went to when something broke and I used to always think, she has enough money to pay someone else to fix it, why doesn’t she? Now I know why, because it’s cheaper and more satisfying sometimes to do it yourself.

So we spent the afternoon knee deep in primer, and paint and sanding blocks, and darn if I didn’t feel like Picasso when we were done.  The best part is, I didn’t have to pay 12-hundred dollars for a built in in the new closet.  I saved myself 12-hundred dollars today, oh, and I painted away any doubt in my mind that I’m a decent person with at least some talent…..so Mr. I Hate Anita Cochran, I can only hope someone out there is writing about your daughter the same crap you wrote about me, because YOU my friend, deserve it.   My name is Anita Cochran, and that’s what I really wanted to say, but I have the guts to put my name on, you Mr. Anonymous, do not.

 

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