I’m sure you’ve heard it a hundred times. I’m sure you’ve even said it. Talking about how it drives you crazy if the forks aren’t always in the ‘fork’ spot, or if a picture is just slightly crooked. How you have to iron your underwear, even though you know that just isn’t sensible or how your ‘Twilight’ books, all from the same publishing house in the same series are not all the same height (seriously, Atom, what’s up with that?!) And you know, I get it! I really do. I used to say that, too, (although my character is about as far ordered as you can get) and I used to think nothing of it.
Until I started dating Patrick. Read more
I love you, I do. You’re great. You’ve been so helpful in keeping me in contact with friends and family spread across the world. You let me see into their lives in ways I couldn’t normally, and I get to share my life with them. You’re fun, you’re easy, plenty of people love you just the way you are! So don’t feel bad, it’s not you. It’s me.
Well, here goes. Another blog. I have been toying with the idea of blogging again for quite a while now. It’s not my first time dipping into the much-tread waters of blogging and I have never had the staying power needed to really stick with it. Will now be any different? I don’t know. After 2 previous failed attempts I make no promises, but that’s fine by me.
So why blog again? Good question.