Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I am not a blogger. And now that that's off my chest...

Sometimes I read things I wrote years ago and wonder what I was eating at the time. Skills and knowledge really does disappear when you don't use it. Unless you are very lucky and blessed with an amazing memory. Or never have a child. Or you're just gifted with that skill.

I don't know where I was going with that. Nowhere, I think. So now that that's off my chest...

Sometimes I don't know what to write. And so I don't. For a long time. Oh, you noticed? When I read other blogs, there are tutorials or what they think about a topic. There is deep insight. There is intellect. Then I come back to mine and I draw a blank. How can I do that? Everything I do takes a long time. I don't think about topics. I like to remain non-controversial. I don't sound smart.

An exercise I have been trying elsewhere is showing me that it doesn't matter. Nothing has to be big. If I want to write something, then I should just write something. I shouldn't think about what other people do because this isn't their blog. I don't have to sound like I know something. All I need to do is share the world through my eyes.

What makes me happy and brings joy to my life.

What fills my heart and soul.

The surprises of homeownership.

Fun colors and crafts.

The food I make.

And just life in general.

I'm not fancy in any way. I have goals and dreams. I have a life. I have accomplishments and I have struggles. This is a place to share that with those who stop in from time to time.