Weird Week

This is definitely a weird week for me. The first is the part about the big transition of Sarah going back to work, Luke going to the sitter, and me trying to juggle the morning shift by myself. This morning I felt like I needed five arms. The little boy kept crying, I kept wondering why, and despite my efforts to soothe his unhappiness, he just wasn't having it. Is it wrong if when I drive away from the sitter that I'm a little relieved?

Next off, work has been weird. This week, so many people are on vacation and the building seems like a ghost town. Katie isn't working the night shift with me, which is weird. And Thursday there is no late news. Kind of odd, but it's going okay.

On top of all the weirdness is I'm trying to get this podcast kick started. I've been trying to do that since last November, but I couldn't find the time. Now, I'm really struggling to find some time. I'm thinking the Beer and Blog meetup group may help out. But more than that, I just need to work up the courage again to walk up to people and talk to them.

Tonight I had a thought, though. I've been worrying so much about thinking up topics. Well, I believe if I just looked around at people and the stories, the topics will find me. I don't need to start out with a set HERE IS MY TOPIC kind of thing. Maybe that will be Plan B. But Plan A needs to be the story finding me. It should be easy to do for a curious person like me. I notice the obscure things. That's where the great stories reside.

The countdown clock ticks and I'm working as hard as I can to get this one contrived topic that will make my podcast get back online. Wish me luck!