Truely sorry in Second 1st

To all my regular readers really I am..... and I’m sorry for the same thing I’m always sorry for. For those times when I don’t write for a month or two for no real reason. This time though it’s from the other side and that makes it worth writing about as it’s own entry.

I’ve been reading and occasionally commenting on a ladies journal who I call The Cleaning Lady. I’m honestly very worried about her right now and there is nothing I can do about it. She suffers from depression as well as horribly debilitating physical ailments that most days she beats. She is a fighter to the core no joke. She even constantly scolds herself for the small complaints that slip through. I’m concerned because she’s a person who posts 1-2 a week at the least.... like on a bad week.... she’s almost a daily entry..... and I’m worried. I’m worried she lost a few days in a row and thought that was life..... and it was too much. I’m worried and there is nothing I can do. No number to call and check on her. I left a comment checking in but there is no way tel tell if she’s even seen it. I honestly would be okay with her leaving a comment or “.” on this entry just to know she’s alive. I’m worried.

So for all the times you (the reader, mostly Lawyer chick, and the Girl who Loves to love, and the Cleaning Lady herself) have worried about me..... first don’t. I’m okay..... but for all the times you thought for a moment I wasn’t I am soooo sooo sorry..... like BIG sorry like.... hugs and tears sorry for making you feel this.... also.... I will totally give any of you my number/ address.... to nudge me if I’m away too long. Just ask. Because this is killing me.

Cleaning Lady, come home tears