Self-vetting

So here we are, September 2.

In this single girl's land, the beginning of a new month is like New Year's Day. Resolutions galore. Beginnings of new months after major seasonal holidays cultivate even more self-reflection....and depending on the state of the union, self-flagellation.

Several times today I caught myself lecturing myself (thankfuly inside of skull and not out):

1) Why haven't you been working hard, or working at all recently, at match.com?

2) Why did you eat half a box of GoLean cereal at 2:30 this morning? And how about that entire bag of Reese Pieces on the way to Hudson last Friday?

3) Why suddenly start taking the CFO seriously when up until last Wednesday you were the coolest cat ever to go on a fourth date? Where did all the analysis come from?

4) Why get so steamed up that the abortion issue has to overtake YET ANOTHER presidential election, as if it were the only issue in the country, as if it is the status of that viewpoint and that viewpoint only that makes one worthy to govern and the last 18 months of campaigning are being flushed down the toilet? And when are you going to actually give a head butt to the the next anyone who use the phrase "ready to lead"?

Yeah. I feel pessimisstic and bloated tonight.

Good to know I can go to bed and wake up on a day a little farther into the month.