Wow, who would have ever thought when I started this blog in January 2006 that I would still be writing it 600 posts later? Certainly not me! Though this blog is my first attempt at a *blog*, I had previously kept various journals and diaries and ended up abandoning them after only a few weeks or months. (That whole lack of self-discipline and routine thing again.)
I think what has encouraged me to continue writing here--apart from the obvious fact that I continue to struggle with my weight and with lack of organization--is the support I get from the people who read and comment on this blog. I rarely ever let anyone read my diaries or journals, and certainly not on a regular, ongoing basis. Here, other people read what I write, sometimes mere moments after I've written it, and I enjoy knowing that someone is interested and reading the comments I get.
In some ways, it's almost like therapy. To the extent that the people who are reading are not people who know me in real life, I feel that I am getting something of an "objective outsider's view" of my life via this blog. . . . at least the parts of my life which I choose to write about. (And believe me, this blog is disproportionately about the negative/difficult/challenging aspects of that life.) Blogging is a lot cheaper than therapy, though, and available 24/7/365.
So to those reading, thanks!
I am literally counting the hours until my vacation. MM and I leave just after 7:30 a.m. on Saturday for DC. (That's 65 hours from now, for anyone who's interested.) I am looking forward to my vacation on so many different levels. The only thing I am truly going to miss from my daily life? Yep, my golden boys. But I know that our dogsitter, Sheila, is going to take top-notch care of them in our absence.
I want to leave Phoenix, just for the change. I want to escape the heat. (Yesterday was the first day with a high under 100 in quite a while. . . . and it was 99 degrees.) I want to be away from work and all its responsibilities. I want to relax and spend one-on-one time with my husband. I can't wait to see my nephew, my sister, and my mother. (Yes, probably in that order.) I am excited about Rowan's baptism. I am looking forward to doing some sight-seeing and playing tourist for a few days. I'm particularly looking forward to finally seeing the inside of the White House at last, after 8-9 prior visits to DC. I want to see the pandas and gorillas at the National Zoo. I'm psyched about seeing my friend W from law school after five years and finally meeting his wife of nearly three years. I'm excited to see my friend K and her little ones and see how much they've grown since I saw them last in April. I'm even looking forward to all the forced "down time" on the plane when I can get some reading done.
Yeah, I'd say I'm definitely in need of a vacation. ;-)
I've had a lot of thoughts floating around in my mind since my post on Monday about my frustration about my weight and my continued lack of motivation to take charge and make lasting changes that would lead me to better health. For now, I think I am just going to let them percolate in there for a little longer before I write about them here. For me, I find that a change of scene often helps me to achieve greater clarity about things. I'm optimistic that that will be the case here as well. (Plus, my mom tells me my sister has lost quite a bit of weight, and I am not entirely un-competitive with my 2-years-younger sis. hee hee)
I now have less than 65 hours left to do everything I need to do before I can leave. So I'd better get crackin'.
I think what has encouraged me to continue writing here--apart from the obvious fact that I continue to struggle with my weight and with lack of organization--is the support I get from the people who read and comment on this blog. I rarely ever let anyone read my diaries or journals, and certainly not on a regular, ongoing basis. Here, other people read what I write, sometimes mere moments after I've written it, and I enjoy knowing that someone is interested and reading the comments I get.
In some ways, it's almost like therapy. To the extent that the people who are reading are not people who know me in real life, I feel that I am getting something of an "objective outsider's view" of my life via this blog. . . . at least the parts of my life which I choose to write about. (And believe me, this blog is disproportionately about the negative/difficult/challenging aspects of that life.) Blogging is a lot cheaper than therapy, though, and available 24/7/365.
So to those reading, thanks!
I am literally counting the hours until my vacation. MM and I leave just after 7:30 a.m. on Saturday for DC. (That's 65 hours from now, for anyone who's interested.) I am looking forward to my vacation on so many different levels. The only thing I am truly going to miss from my daily life? Yep, my golden boys. But I know that our dogsitter, Sheila, is going to take top-notch care of them in our absence.
I want to leave Phoenix, just for the change. I want to escape the heat. (Yesterday was the first day with a high under 100 in quite a while. . . . and it was 99 degrees.) I want to be away from work and all its responsibilities. I want to relax and spend one-on-one time with my husband. I can't wait to see my nephew, my sister, and my mother. (Yes, probably in that order.) I am excited about Rowan's baptism. I am looking forward to doing some sight-seeing and playing tourist for a few days. I'm particularly looking forward to finally seeing the inside of the White House at last, after 8-9 prior visits to DC. I want to see the pandas and gorillas at the National Zoo. I'm psyched about seeing my friend W from law school after five years and finally meeting his wife of nearly three years. I'm excited to see my friend K and her little ones and see how much they've grown since I saw them last in April. I'm even looking forward to all the forced "down time" on the plane when I can get some reading done.
Yeah, I'd say I'm definitely in need of a vacation. ;-)
I've had a lot of thoughts floating around in my mind since my post on Monday about my frustration about my weight and my continued lack of motivation to take charge and make lasting changes that would lead me to better health. For now, I think I am just going to let them percolate in there for a little longer before I write about them here. For me, I find that a change of scene often helps me to achieve greater clarity about things. I'm optimistic that that will be the case here as well. (Plus, my mom tells me my sister has lost quite a bit of weight, and I am not entirely un-competitive with my 2-years-younger sis. hee hee)
I now have less than 65 hours left to do everything I need to do before I can leave. So I'd better get crackin'.
4 comments:
I cannot tell you how jealous I am - I need a change of scenery so badly right now. But I'm happy for you and I hope you have a wonderful time!!! And I'm glad you started blogging - happy 600th!
Congrats on 600 posts! I'm glad you keep writing.
Have a blast on vacation.
I'm looking forward to the next 600.
My friend and I were just discussing the therapeutic value of blogging last night and I wholeheartedly agree with you. Blogging is completely like therapy, which is why I haven't given it up yet!
Congratulations on 600 posts and keep 'em coming!
I hope you're having fun!
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