Here I am. I’ve finally joined the world of blogging like a woman who has got her shit together. Maybe tomorrow I’ll go to Starbucks and blog from my smartphone and totally feel like a less annoying (debatable?) Carrie Bradshaw? Is this how all new bloggers feel or am I already failing? Because in actual fact, I’m more or less thinking “Be careful what you write. You’re mum is totes going to be reading this” like a proper rock and roll kinda gal. (Hi Mum!)
I’ve already explained in the ‘about me’ why I’ve started to blog my life and thoughts. THEN WE WILL GET TO THE REAL STUFF (I’m excitedly shouting). I can only hope it brings me more confidence and fulfillment along the way. It doesn’t feel that long ago I was shopping in Tammy Girl for the COOLEST (anything wih the original “Rock Chik” slogan) clothes and now I’m laying beside my husband listening to my crazy toddler squealing to himself and laughing to his teddy in the next room. Where did life go and why am I only NOW just starting a blog? That’s it. I’m done with delaying things! Tomorrow I might even learn some slow cooker recipes and everything (I won’t).
I can’t promise I’ll be the most interesting blogger but I can promise to be myself. Whoever likes that, I like you. I’ll keep you.