So what is this about, anyway?

I’ve read dozens of topics that you are supposed to write about when you start a blog, but honestly, I don’t want to do any of those things. I could tell you how I stay organized…(sure, when I figure that out) or about products I’d like to review. Hmm.. I could tell you about the dry shampoo that I use more days in a row than someone probably should. Ha. But no. That’s not really me. I’ve never really fit any particular mold. I mold myself, right or wrong. Mostly wrong, but hey, whose judging? Ahem, everyone.

For me, this blog is just going to be about random stuff. I am TERRIBLE at verbal communication. I like to speak in metaphors. (yes, I actually googled what that meant for people who speak in metaphors) I also Google big words that I don’t know the meaning of. Ya know.. later, after the conversation over. I mean, I have to save face, right? Right.

I am better with writing than I am talking. I will be honest with you here for a second though, it just donned on me that it may be because there is a backspace button on a keyboard. (INSERT EMOJI OF BRAIN EXPLOSION)

I often refer to my brain as a sprinkler. I’ve got one steady, powerful stream going in and then it hits my brain and then comes out of all of these itty bitty tiny spouts and goes everywhere! It’s ridiculous, actually. But also true.

I have had a very crazy life, from childhood until now. Some of it has made me better and some not so much. So, I thought, since I like to write maybe I could use this as an outlet to talk things out (with no one, or myself, or my dog – if she suddenly develops magical reading skills and can log on to my laptop) but mainly just myself. Usually, if I give myself a chance to talk things out I can work through this messy as all get out life. Mine anyway.

Maybe, decades down the road, I can help someone else too. I’d really like that.

If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change. -Wayne Dyer

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