In case [it's] not my day

You may have noticed some rather glaring errors recently on my blog. Like "art aisle" instead of "art easel" or "fire martial" instead of "fire marshal." And while Mary would love an entire aisle of art supplies for her birthday, and Greg may very well enjoy being trained in some kind of fire-throwing jujitsu, they were indeed errors, as loved ones have kindly pointed out.

I have been having even more brain farts than usual lately, so I am very grateful to people who bring my attention to such obvious mistakes. I'm sure you've seen a million other such errors--because even this little blog is too big for my brain. (Wow--what does that say about the state of affairs inside my head?) And, really, how much time (if any) does a person want to spend proofreading a post?

I also realize my anti-anxiety meds must be working because instead of losing three nights of sleep over these mistakes, I shrugged my shoulders and seriously considered not even correcting them. Now that's progress any therapist would be happy about.

Here's my point. Actually, it's more of a request or desperate plea. If you ever happen to notice that I use "its" when I should use "it's" or vice versa, please let me know. Right away. Email me, call me, text me, hunt me down at the Target in Highland Village, whatever it takes. Misusage of its/it's may very well be my numero uno pet peeve, and I WILL lose three nights of sleep if I make this mistake and NO ONE TELLS ME. Really, guys, pitch in here and don't let me be a hypocrite. Isn't that what friends are for?