Catching Up

I had plans to write every day, or almost every day, when I started this blog.

It’s amazing how quickly plans fall to the wayside.

I had the time. I had the inclination. But the fresh .doc file stayed closed.

Plus: life. Continue reading

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Following Up

I spent a bit of time on the phone with the doctor’s office today.

I like to think I am a pretty easygoing person. People have bad days, I get it; god knows I have them, too. But the doctor who we saw on Friday took bad day from cranky to… I don’t want to say neglectful, because there are a lot of negative – and justifiably so – connotations with that word. But to say a certain basic quality of care was lacking would not be wrong. Continue reading

Back to Routine

After yesterday’s doctor’s visit and subsequent quasi-terror, I went into a vaguely panic-driven cleaning and organizational frenzy. I’m not too fond of cleaning, though I do like having things neatly organized. “A place for everything, and everything in its place,” as the saying goes… even if I am the only one who understands the organization process.

I, like a good chunk of the internet population, am totally fascinated by Pinterest. I have recipes and crafty things and household tricks on several boards, but today my focus was on getting a few things straightened. My garage is a perpetually ongoing project; there are boxes in there whose contents have not seen the light of day since they were packed in 2006.

I may also be a bit of a pack rat.

Slowly, however, I’m going through them. Continue reading

My Butta Hurts

Twenty four hours ago, I was sitting here trying to figure out why I have this thing up and running. Topics were bouncing around my head and I was discarding them just as quickly as they came into focus.

I had thought about doing a parenting blog, as I’m home with Charlotte and have been for the vast majority of her life, but I don’t really do anything that would make me stand out from the crowd. Continue reading

An Introduction of Sorts

I find myself writing this with no audience in mind. I’ve been kicking around the idea of starting a crafty/mommy/political/what have you blog for a year or so; there are a few failed attempts to launch scattered around the web that I need to delete to prove it.

So the question is, why bother writing a blog when you’re not writing for an audience?

The answer, dear reader who may or may not exist, is simple:

Because writing is an outlet. Continue reading