Once upon a time, I used to blog about everything that happened to me on any given day. Something made me happy? I blogged. Something pissed me off? I blogged. I would put my awkward life on full display for the world to read. Then my awkward life got crazy, changed completely (for the better, no less) and then all of my posts seemed even more awkward. Delete, delete, delete. Writing is sometimes therapeutic to me and sometimes just a pain in the ass, but when it comes down to it, I know that I feel lost when I don’t have a place to write. I need to document things, mainly for me to look back on, and sometimes I just want to brag about my life. Okay, so that second part was a lie because my life is usually boring, but we can pretend its not because this is the Internet and I can lie if I want.
To my 3 loyal readers, I promise that I won’t change my blog name ever again unless I stop completely. It’s annoying for everyone involved, but even after deleting almost every post on my last blog, it was still an awkward space for me to go back to, and I never had any desire to post. Then today at 5:10 in the afternoon while trying to come up with snarky sayings for a sign to go in the office kitchen, I decided I needed a new blog. Hummus & yoga: two things that at one point, I really hated and neither were part of my life, and now I love them both. My new $18/year home on the internet is going to be a place where I document my new life and all of the things I’m learning to love. Tastes change & so does life. And I’m so happy.
Now that we got that talk out of the way, can I quit my office job now and sit at Starbucks and blog for a living? No, seriously, this is going to be my final attempt at blogging… I think I’ll see it through this time. I can’t even make up half of the shit that happens to me, so I might as well put it here. I still feel like maybe blogging is a huge commitment that requires a lot of time and attention and less naps, but I’ll try to fit it in.