The Blogger Idol Final 133 were announced yesterday.  Wait…. what?  Let’s try THIRTEEN… shit, if there HAD been 133 then I might have had a fighting chance.

In case you haven’t already discovered, heard or guessed… I was not selected.

…and you know what?  If you push those initial feelings of disappointment, loss, sadness, despair and loser-hood aside… there’s kind of a little mini lopsided off-color rainbow to be seen. (or so I’m trying to convince myself)

Last night, after the children were tucked away in bed, I sat at my computer desk contemplating what to do next.  My first instinct was to throw myself off the roof of our home.  However, the simple fact that I live in a one story house thwarted that little scheme, as I would probably just land awkwardly on one of my legs, breaking my ankle. (Note to self: Buy 3 story house before Blogger Idol 2013.

I contemplated running away from my shame and starting a new life in some  tiny no-name town in the Midwest.  I would go with only the clothes on my back and maybe a box of Cheese Nips.  I would change my name to Hailrebmik, but they could call me Kim for short… But, after remembering a conversation that I had with Hubs a few nights ago, where he declared that I made the best sandwiches ever, I knew that I couldn’t just up and leave him… He may never find that level of sandwich again and I couldn’t live with myself knowing that I had done that to him…

I could make a solemn vow to never write again… but, then what would I do the next time I caught The Beast drinking shit water out of the kid’s toilet… How would I tell you all that Dickie no longer obsesses over Shuffling and instead chooses to spend his hours telling me every last detail about Lizard Lick Towing… Where would I post drunk pictures of the Hubs and tell funny stories about how he almost pee’d in our entertainment center?  I can’t let this be the end of kimberliah!!!

So, I’m going to turn a negative into a positive…. 13 positives!

13 Reasons I am ECSTATIC I Didn’t Win Blogger Idol

1. I can do whatever the hell I want for the next 10 weeks.  No stressing out about assignments or deadlines… or crazed stalker fans at the gas station.

2. I can remain under the radar for another year.  Bright flashing lights can trigger migraines, so I’m trying to put off this whole “famous” thing for a while.

3. I can continue to give the comma the bird.  I stick a damn comma wherever the hell I want and not have to worry about any scores being affected. ,

4. I don’t have to worry about anyone dragging any skeletons out of the closets… or having to write a quick witty tell all about myself, a la Eminem in 8 mile.

5. Did I mention that I can do what the HELL I want for the next 10 weeks!!!  ADD Brain is SUPER excited about that one…

6. My 2012 audition was done in 20 minutes… I now have 11 MONTHS to prepare my 2013 audition.

7. I don’t have to worry about cleaning up my fucking language.

8. I can start trying to reconnect with my children… and figure out which one is which.

9. My friends might want to start being seen with me, again… since I won’t feel the need to disguise myself in public anymore.

10. I can start signing my receipts again, since I know they’re not going to be worth anything on Ebay any time soon.

11. If I don’t feeling like writing… I won’t have to!

12. I can quit begging you guys to do stuff,  that only 7% will follow through on…

13. More time to do giveaways of objects that look like vibrators!!!

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