"I'm Just Saying"

This is one of my favorite statements. It can fill any kind of conversational void. However, when you asked of the utterer, "What are you 'just saying'?" they are usually at a loss because what they are "just saying" is usually something critical. Am I wring here?

I'm just saying...I'm a time waster. I read a lot but I write not-so-much. You might say, "Meh, who cares?" But writing, as reading, is a discipline that I enjoy. It's also one that I can partake in relataively easy at this stage in life. It doesn't cost a dime, no special equipment, no destination: you get the point.

I utter to myself, "You are wasting time."

"So, what of it? I need some "me" time, right? I want to read blogs and the newspaper and online articles that criticize (constructively, of course) our President. I want to find out how to organize my closet and lay in bed next to Rowena while she suckles her way through a ninety minute nap."

These things take time.

So does the writing.

So does the time awake at night where I think about the things I want to write about.

So does the calling my friends who never call me back!!!!

I enjoy it. I must do it more.

I hereby pledge.

I've pledged. There you have it.