I have nothing to say. Read my blog.
How’s that for self promotion?
Here’s the deal. I have no idea what I’m doing or what I want to do here. In addition, I am a technological peasant. As such, this is way outside of my comfort zone. Minutes prior to creating this blog, I googled “what is a blog”. Quite frankly, the whole concept is still a bit blurry, but I’m going to run with it anyway, just to see what happens. Let’s call it a learning experience if nothing else.
Bottom line. Several people have told me that I can write, and that I should write “something.” My response to them (mostly good friends and family who are clearly very biased and probably just filling me full of shit), “Why not I guess?”
In the fifteen minutes I spent very intensely researching the mystery world of blogging, one underlying theme reoccurred.
I need a specific topic.
Strike one for me.
I am a stay at home mom. I really hate that term. I have a Master’s degree. Why do I feel the need to say that? The choice to stay home with my kids fulltime and quit my job was a difficult one. Not because I loved my job, but because I worked my ass off for several years to attain it. I’ll spare you the details. It made the most sense for our family at the time, and it’s a decision that I stand behind. I’m fully committed.
Fast forward four years later and here I am. Still at home with my three beautiful children, eyeball deep in shit, diapers, boogers, play dates, sweatpants, driving a goddamn minivan, clinging to my sanity for dear life, and hoping that today is not the day I resort to buying a one-way ticket to Crazy Town.
It occurred to me that I might need a hobby. Preferably one that does not involve my children.
Welcome to my blog.