The last couple of months at work have been slow. Slower than usual (I blame summer)and because I work in an office by myself, you can imagine that I have a lot of down time. This is both a blessing and a curse. I love that I can read, write, think about life and have genuine ME time, without the interuption of family or a toddler constantly in my face. On the other hand...I get very lonely. Sometimes I will come home at the end of the day and just NEED to talk to another human being. To hear the sound of my own voice or someone else's. We're talking desert island lonely here...and I've never been a chatterbox so, yeah, kind of a big deal. I am however a Very patient person. My mom used to tell me stories of how she would come across me reading or coloring alone in my room for hours at a time just hanging out. I don't think their are many people who would have the type of patience needed for this job. Which leads me to how and why I started blogging.
Recently, I discovered some of my facebook friends blogs and became addicted. I started reading blogs from their blog rolls and finding other awesome blogs from them. Some are heartfelt and heartbreaking, most are mommy bloggers telling it like it is and then a precious few are so damn funny, I found myself laughing so hard that tears were streaming down my face and I couldn't breathe. Trust me when I say that rarely happens for me, so of course I find myself visiting daily and praying each morning (during my new routine of visiting my favorite blogs) that there is a new post to read. I hate having to wait days at a time. I have become impatient to read new material (I'm like a crack addict looking for my next fix) and I adore finding new and witty writers to follow. And OMG there are alot of them out there. Everyone seems to have a blog and everyone has something to say. For a girl who's favorite thing to do throughout adolescence was write and dream of one day making a living of it, I think this is Awesome!
Recently, I discovered some of my facebook friends blogs and became addicted. I started reading blogs from their blog rolls and finding other awesome blogs from them. Some are heartfelt and heartbreaking, most are mommy bloggers telling it like it is and then a precious few are so damn funny, I found myself laughing so hard that tears were streaming down my face and I couldn't breathe. Trust me when I say that rarely happens for me, so of course I find myself visiting daily and praying each morning (during my new routine of visiting my favorite blogs) that there is a new post to read. I hate having to wait days at a time. I have become impatient to read new material (I'm like a crack addict looking for my next fix) and I adore finding new and witty writers to follow. And OMG there are alot of them out there. Everyone seems to have a blog and everyone has something to say. For a girl who's favorite thing to do throughout adolescence was write and dream of one day making a living of it, I think this is Awesome!
I am amazed at the amount of followers some of these writers have, but i realize the time and effort that goes into these people's work to make that happen. I have no interest in gaining a gazillion (yes this a word...google it yo)readers for this blog. My mission is to will myself to start writing again and insert trumpeting horns here be EXCITED about it. I think this is the perfect time... aka, when my seemingly simple and non chaotic life is becoming anything but...writing will be my therapy. ( Hey, it's a hell of a lot cheaper than that moron psychiatrist we were paying) Oh yeah...this is gonna be fun :)
