I’ve had this idea, which I think would be kind of a fun little addition to my blog, for quite some time. So today, I want to see what you think. But in explaining how this idea all came about, I’ll also be revealing the true depth of my craziness. I hope you’ll still like me at the end of this post.
Remember the other day when I wrote the post entitled The Post In Which I Reveal Too Much About Myself? Well, as soon as I hit publish on that post, I told Matt, “Well, people who read my blog are going to know just how crazy I am after today’s post.”
He looked at me with a shocked look on his face and said, “Really? You told them about your podcast?!”
Without hesitation, I said, “NO!!! I didn’t tell them about my podcast!”
Seeming a bit disappointed, and a bit disinterested at that point, he said, “Oh. Then what did you tell them?”
I responded, “Well, I told them about my incessant need to peel things, and my irrational fear of things living in the walls at night. Why? Do you think I should tell them about my podcast? Do you think they’re ready?”
He looked at me, shook his head, and laughed under his breath. Then said, “Kristi, no one is ready for that level of crazy. I wasn’t ready for that level of crazy, and I’ve been married to you for almost twelve years!”
Well, today I’m going to see if he’s right.
So let me back up to about three weeks ago.
It was about eight o’clock at night. The day was winding down, and I had been working on some sort of project all day. I was ready to put the project aside for the day, have some dinner with Matt, relax, watch a show, and settle in for the night.
My task was simple. I was supposed to go to the Mexican restaurant down the street and get us some tacos, but on the way, I was supposed to stop at the store and get Matt some pretzels. He had asked me several times, and had even reminded me as I was walking out the door.
“Okay! I hear you! I’ll get your pretzels!” I said as I walked out the door, a bit irritated that he had reminded me for the tenth time that day.
So when I got home, he was sitting at the dining table (which is currently in the music room — the original dining room) and the first thing out of his mouth was, “Did you get my pretzels?”
I didn’t even have to answer. The look on my face told him exactly what he already knew. Nope, I hadn’t gotten the pretzels, because I had forgotten. “Sidetracked” should be my middle name, because I live in a perpetual state of being sidetracked. With a sheepish little grin on my face, I walked past him and into the kitchen.
Somehow between the front door and the quarter mile down the road where the grocery store is located, right at the corner where I have to turn to go to the restaurant, I had forgotten his pretzels.
The reason for my forgetfulness wasn’t a mystery to me, but I just wasn’t sure if I wanted to reveal the reason to Matt. But I decided to go for it. I waited for the question that I knew would inevitably be the next thing out of his mouth.
“Kristi, how in the world could you forget my pretzels?! I reminded you as you were walking out the door?!”
“I know. I’m so sorry. I’m just so tired, and my car goes in auto pilot to the Mexican restaurant,” I said. And then I paused for a second, readying myself for the next revelation. “Plus, I was hosting my podcast show, and I was just very distracted.”
There was silence. No response at all.
I peeked around the corner to see him sitting there just staring in my general direction, his face was completely expressionless.
Then, a tad bit offended that I got no response at my deep revelation, I said, “Are you kidding me?! I just told you that I host a podcast show in my car, where I clearly have no actual recording equipment, and you have no response to that?!”
He let out a deep sigh, kind of cocked his head to the side and gave me a little eye roll as he laughed under his breath, then said, “Kristi, I have no idea what you’re talking about, but this is you we’re talking about. I just assumed it was something crazy. And I just wanted pretzels.” Then he laughed under his breath and shook his head again.
I said, “Well, of course it’s crazy! But I would think you’d still want to know about it.”
Then finally he said, “Okay, tell me about your podcast show.”
And that’s when I revealed to him that almost every time I get in my car, I host an imaginary podcast show where I talk to all of you about all things DIY, decorating, home improvement, and so on.
When I finished explaining, I waited for his response. He just looked at me, laughed, and said, “Yep, that sounds about right.”
I’ve always thought that podcasts and radio shows about topics of decorating, DIY, and home improvement were kind of silly because those topics are so visual. But interestingly, I almost never run out of things to say!
So that’s got me to thinking lately, would this be something that y’all are interested in? I could even take reader-submitted questions and answer them. (I do get flooded with questions on an almost-daily basis, and I can’t keep up, so answering them in my car might be a good way to at least try to keep up!) Of course, I couldn’t answer specific decorating questions that people submit with photos since it would just be audio (plus, that’s what this is for), but it could be other things that don’t require any visual aids.
So y’all can let me know if that’s something that sounds interesting to you. I’ll keep on hosting my podcast either way, so you can let me know if you’d like the opportunity to actually hear to what I’m saying to all of you.
You still like me, right? My immense depth of crazy hasn’t driven you off, has it?