All of this thinking has led me to several conclusions:
1. I am my father's daughter. I keep myself occupied by sorting out my thoughts even when I don't to be sorting them. Is this odd?
2. I am NOT my sister. She has a cute daughter and a house to decorate. She also has a knack for entertaining blogging. How could I ever expect to keep up with her on this blog when I lack a child, a real house, and blogging creativity? Not gonna happen.
3. I will be blogging, and my entries will likely be interesting to me and me alone. Somehow, I am going to pretend that that is okay :)
So... welcome to my attempt at blogging!
Sorting your thoughts is fine. Normal. Mostly.
ReplyDeleteWhy the heck would you ever want to be me? Crazy lady! Someday you will have the house and kid and you will wonder (like I do) who in the world would want to read your blog when all it talks about is your kid. Just write what you want to write for your own entertainment or journal. Who cares what anyone else thinks, right?!?
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