so what am i doing here anyway?

I've been tossing that around the last few days, wondering why I even started this blog in the first place. I started it, and feel compelled to keep up it (especially since my first post focused on my notoriety for not finishing things)  but why? Seriously, between my two classes, working full time, being a mother, and playing house, I really have enough on my plate already so why add this?

Well, for one, I like to write. Not necessarily the two papers on average I write a week on various psychological theories and topics (yup, I'm totally that girl that analyzes your inner demons) but I like to write out my feelings and vent through the keyboard. I find the gentle tapping of the keys as my fingertips hit them therapeutic. I also think I'll get a good laugh ten years from now when my daughter is a teenager and see how my complaints compare. So yeah, that's why I am doing this.

Now that we've got that out the way... details. To go public or private? What's my theme? Which voice to use? Do I tell all my friends and family to follow me or just let people stumble upon this gem using the nifty "next blog" button on the upper left? Oye, it's it's making me dizzy, but I think I've got it.

The main focus of this blog will be life as a (/n almost) thirty something, not your everyday, girl woman. I'll cover my conquering and successions in the war that is maintaining a home (and a rental property as well to be specific), my failings as a mother when I forget it's silly hat Friday, and my struggles as a wife to keep things exciting and not kill each other after spending a third of our lives together (yes that's right a third, and fuck, I'm getting old). This is NOT going to be a my family went on vacation here, my kid did this, and here is our Christmas photo, kind of keep up with our family blog. Not there there is anything wrong with that kind of blog, many of my friends have them which I quite enjoy reading, but I've tried that before and it bored me.

This is to be a hopefully witty account of what life becomes after you trade in the bar scene for a family, and the purple hair for pesky greys. Maybe I'll pick up some readers who can totally relate to me or learn from my mishaps, or maybe I won't. Either way, I look forward to the ride and hope you do too.