Five years ago:
I lived in a very urban apartment above shops and restaurants. I was about to enter The Max into Kindergarten. I was beginning college. There were always two computers on and running and in use on my desk, yes two. I was a server in a sassy and successful mom and pop restaurant downtown. I blogged nearly every day.
I don’t live off the grid, but I see see the edge from here. I work more hours cooking, baking, cleaning, child rearing, gardening, canning etc than I ever did while working a full time job outside of the home AND all those previously mentioned tasks combined. I don’t work because I was “let go” (I’m still bitter about that) and I have not been able to find a job where I don’t have to use daycare. The Max is entering his final year of grade school this year, I’ve had college on hold for the past three years, and I have a sassy eight month old baby who claps on demand. (It’s her newest trick). I rarely blog.
I’m okay with all the changes to my life. I chose them, except the last one. I hate not having time to blog, it truly bothers me. I don’t even care if no one reads my dribble.
While I am not going to state that I promise to blog every day/week/what have you in the next year to make up for my lack of posts this past year, (though I love saying that even though I know it’s a lie from the get go) I will say I want to write more, badly. And I really truly love you who read this and comment and email. That always makes my day.
Whoo-hoo! Five years! My blog would be entering Kindergarten this fall…crazy.
Congratulations! I know how it is where life can get in the way of writing. Keep up the good fight.
Thanks Berdo! I’m gonna keep trying 🙂
I think I began reading when the Pilver was 2 but I went and read all the old posts after finding you. I love your writing so much, don’t ever stop.
Happy (very) Belated birthday!
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