Starting somewhere...

Well you have to start somewhere so I might as well start here. For all too long I have wanted to begin to write more just for me. But there were always too many excuses in the way, including my latest "I can't start writing for me until I finish writing all those overdue 'Thank You' notes." But hooray for me, I finally finished the last of them this past weekend.

So today is the day I make my first attempt at writing for no other reason than to simply write. I must admit another road block to this endeavor has been my own insecurites, for whatever reason - I think my perfectionist tendencies have been a big part of why I have continued to put this off for so long. But over the years, after having read many great books on writing written by writers, Annie Lamott's advice always lingers..."Don't be afraid of shitty first drafts." So that is what I plan to wear as my motto here on this blog of my adventures in motherhood and other stay-at-home experiences.

My first profound observation as a stay-at-home mom is the overwhelming amount of things there are to be done around a rather large house containing two small infants, and the "stuff" two grown adults have accumulated over 34 years times two. It is bizarre that now that I am at home, the to-do list wraps around onto several pages, whereas when I was working full-time, we simply turned many a blind eye to all the projects - probably out of sheer exhaustion. Things that never seemed to bother me -or that I was oblivious to, now stick out like a very sore thumb waiting to be attended to. I think part of this phenomenon is due to the fact that I feel much more obligated to maintain a pristine home now that I am not pulling in a paycheck.

Well there goes the baby crying...and so it goes...