Is there a worry shop?

It is fair to say that if any family member or close friend of mine had documented my worries, aged eight, on the Internet, I would have permanently disabled their wireless modem faster than you can say the words privacy and respect.

Therefore nothing more is going to be written about IJ's current anxiety issues here on this blog after this post. Because it wouldn’t be right and sometimes it’s very obvious where you draw the line.

Her question today about whether there was a worry shop we could go to find the solution to her constant worrying, brought home the fact that this is an issue that needs to be tackled. But in private and not online.

Obviously this presents me with a problem.

Namely, this issue affects the detailed content schedule that I've painstakingly crafted for this blog over the forthcoming months. A range of felt-tip pens have been used for the purpose of colour-coding each week for ease of reference, and time has been taken to carefully select an appropriate monthly theme that will draw in readers and offer content of value. The entire schedule, which has been printed out in duplicate and studied at length, is now flawed as IJ can’t feature so strongly it in.

Obviously that last paragraph is totally made up, although I have been known to underline text in varying colours, but I digress. This blog will definitely change a little over the next year but the content will remain as random and haphazardly thrown together as usual, as the mood takes me.

Do hope you'll be joining me in 2012. Happy New Year.