It's NYE. In looking over this old blog, I found the post below. It's somewhat depressing - I am still trying to figure out how do all of those things. Still trying to be organized. Still trying to get into shape and loose weight, eat healthy, be financially sound... the list goes on. Are these goals that no actually attains because there is always room for improvement? Or am I just doomed to be on this endless merry-go-round of believing that there is something better out there.
This new blog won't even be published publicly, I think. I need a space just to write and do some thinking, but without the worries of readers or traffic or trying to be "noticed". I just don't have the time to devote to it that makes me happy. And if I'm constantly worrying about how often I post and whether someone is reading or if I have to plan out posts that may be commercial (or attempt to), then it's really not a place for me to get back to writing and exploring writing. That is one of my goals for 2013. Amongst others.
I hope that every morning, I will set aside time to just write about something. Or write about the things I want to think about, but don't really want to share... like Lily's desire for a Dad and the fact this is something that I probably won't ever be able to give her, no matter how much I want that or how sex starved I get.
Or how my job drives me nuts and the days that I am a really bad lazy mom. Why I really don't drink alcohol any more and other stuff I need to say on a regular basis.
