JW is gone for a ride on his new Ski-doo to try out the GoPro I gave him for Christmas. I’m catching up on Pretty Little Liars and Younger. Seems like as good a time as any to let my fingers dance on the keyboard.
I keep promising myself that I’ll be a better blogger. That I’ll post more frequently. I keep promising that to you too. But it never happens.
Truth is that I’m not overly comfortable working on the blog when JW is around.
Its not that I’ve hidden its existence from him. But the blogosphere is a world he doesn’t really understand. And its hard to explain it to him I guess.
I keep telling myself that I’ll write when I’m home alone. But that time alone rarely happens outside of his night shifts. And when I sit down to write, I realize I don’t have any pictures worth posting. Its dark when I leave for work, the sun sets not long after I get home. And you can’t take blog photos at night. So what’s the point of writing anything if I have no picture to go along with it. Because as per “blog rules” you can’t have a post that’s all words.
Which is kinda bullshit. I mean I get that pretty pictures make things more interesting. But sometimes there just aren’t any pictures that complement the text. And sometimes you look like shit in all the pictures you took. And sometimes you haven’t taken any photos at all. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t say the things you have to say. Does it?
Here’s the deal. I miss this place. I want to be present here more often. So here’s to writing more. Even when JW is home. Attempting to take more pictures. And to posts without pictures if necessary.
I’m raising my glass bottle, to breaking the rules sometimes.