In my job, I have spent plenty (too much) time on various committees and in meetings. Some of these committees have been restructured over time and more meetings were suddenly necessary to redefine the purpose of the committee. Excess? I think so. However, it is possibly all that time spent crafting charters and retooling mission statements that is inspiring this first post-- DESPITE the fact that I feel I have more interesting things to shake out of my system and onto the keyboard.
Why am I suddenly blogging? Important question. Does every blogger have to answer to this? Can I even call myself a blogger yet? I will answer each question in the opposite order that it was asked. 3. Maybe, since this is technically a Blogger post and the account is set up with a brand-spanking-new blog address. 2. I think so, although it is certainly a matter of opinion, and whether it is made public or not is up to the writer/blogger. 1. I don't quite know. This just stirs up more questions I want to ask to myself. (Future post: an interview with myself! Narcissistic? Yes! But oh so self-reflective and, I know, definitely been done before.) I have always enjoyed writing, whether in a personal journal or even assigned papers/reports for various classes throughout my student career. I have thought of writing as a career, but never felt I truly had the talent or drive. It seems that many of the writers I admire have said that they felt they had to get the words out, that they had something to say and something that others needed to hear.
I never felt that... so I never pursued or considered writing a vocation for myself.
In fact, I don't know if I feel that now (argh, so much inner turmoil and confusing feelings, I know), which is why I am saying that NO, I am not planning to pursue a career in writing or make some money off of this. However...
I have some things I need to share. Baggage? Maybe. I am a mom. Two boys, 3 years and 5.5 months, and a husband of indeterminate age (sometimes 10, sometimes 18, rarely 37 years old). Plus a dog, two cats, and a turtle. I currently work full-time (spoiler alert! subject to change!), and I cannot keep the goddamned house clean. I regret to inform you, if there's any "you" out there besides me... I do tend to write when I am frustrated or kinda depressed. But I also have other things I want to talk about, and I am determined to not let this be my place to record only the doom and gloom in my life.
There are also several blogs that I follow (will post links soon, when it's not 11 pm and I need to pump). I have read and enjoyed these quite a bit over the past year; more than ever before. Maybe I want to join the community, or maybe it's just time I get these thoughts out. Did I actually explain myself and my reason for starting this blog? Eh, kinda. I tend to ramble and over-explain (hence the million parenthesized thoughts), so for that I apologize. And with that, I bid you adieu, and promise to not spend any more time justifying my decision to blog.
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