Hello.
(Well that's how a conversation usually starts so it seems the best way to start a blog.)
I've decided to try writing a blog after nearly four years of reading many, many entries in many, many lovely blogs.
I have a few for plans along the way. Firstly to get the hang of writing one. I don't want to break any rules or make any offence so I'm going to try my best to get the technical bits and bobs, permissions, links and taking a pretty photo etc sorted out asap. Hopefully my actual writing isn't going to cause offence or break any rules either.
Though I might just bend these rules an incy, wincy bit. You see I have a tinny, tiny problem with blogs. And that is that for all the love I have for them, sometimes I feel utterly crappity crap because my life isn't as peachy perfect as it appears on the screen of all these wonderfully creative, organised, motivated women.
And it is mostly women. I think I'm aware of my own motivations enough to see that I'm drawn to blogs, and their authors, because I want to be more like them. Much the same way we are drawn to our friends in real life. And they do feel like friends to me. But I still do sometimes wish that a photo might just pan wider to show that MOUNTAIN of laundry or show a craft project that has gone hideously wrong. Because I can't be alone in having a sometimes horrendously messy home, children that are running free-range (not quite wild, just a little bit) and my creative endeavours not quite working out.
Goodness me! I just want to show my life in all its glory. Sometimes it's all very lovely around here, other times not quite.
I hope that any one who reads this will find my life and endeavours as ridiculously beautiful, maddening, funny and hopeful as I try too when I have a moment to think. Which is what this blog is all about really.
A record. A space to think. An adventure from the comfort of my own home.
It's called a year and a day as this is the period of time I am giving myself to make changes in my life. Changes I'm going to write about here. My life is actually really lovely, with a few minor hiccups. But on the whole I'm a very, very lucky girl.
Last year wasn't very good. Maybe we'll talk about that another time. Right now I have some clearing up to do. Namely a dining chair and a toddler who took off his own nappy just before he actually needed said nappy to do it's job.
Bye.
K x
