my life in facebook status updates

I can't seem to get my head together for a blog post. Call it what you will, laziness, end of year malaise or PMT, the result is the same - my head feels empty and I simply cannot pull together thoughts and feelings in any sort of a meaningful way. My mind is, however, awash with myriad moment-by-moment, shorthand facebook status updates such as:

• Cecily is disappointed the skirt she made looks decidedly less attractive in real life than it did in her head. Salvos here it comes.
  
• Cecily wonders if it is inhumane to hope the sick chicken will live instead of putting it down to spare it the misery.
• Cecily holds a scrunched up pit of pain inside her at everyone else's baby joy.
• Cecily is about to play the piano in church for the last time.
• Cecily loves that the sun is shining but wonders why she hasn't sat and enjoyed it more.
• Cecily is struggling to remember how to relax and jumps out of every chair almost as soon as she sinks into it.
• Cecily is an aunty to the most beautiful niece in the world.
• Cecily wishes she was staying home for Christmas so she could just sit and vegetate.
• Cecily feels upset with the lack of appreciation expressed by the school regarding chaplaincy.
• Cecily thinks 'while both of us are alive' might be a long time.
• Cecily wishes the chicken would just stop breathing and die.
• Cecily is relieved she does not have to go to work tomorrow.
• Cecily wonders why she did not look after herself better this year.
• Cecily says 'thankyou Frank for scraping and varnishing the skirting boards and picture frames. They look fantastic.'
• Cecily wishes PMT didn't get her every time.
• Cecily just listened to an old Shania Twain CD and it seemed incredibly shallow and vapid.
• Cecily discovered a hidden chicken nest with seven eggs in it today. Woohoo - scrambled eggs for tea tonight.
• Cecily could sleep for a hundred years.
• Cecily wishes she could wake up and find Christmas already over.
• Cecily is about to belatedly plant a zucchini plant or three plus some cucumbers.
• Cecily can't figure out where her healthy eating endeavours disappeared to.
  

A few common themes, maybe I'll expand them later. But that's all I got for now folks.