Because the majority of the world doesn't really care to know how I feel about politics, social issues, relationships, and (or) how a diner should be designed, I end up venting it all to my husband. He is a good listener and he tries his best to sympathize with me, but it was revealed to me that... you know... he probably cares as much as the rest of the world does sometimes.
He said to me ever so politely, "Have you ever thought about starting a blog?" Well, no. No I haven't! Why should I? If YOU don't care about what irks me, why would anyone else? I mean, I THOUGHT that you would at least care... I think most of this without saying it... Well, here I am. Starting a blog. Not sure why even still. Nick says I write well. I'm not so sure about that. Nonetheless, I will blog. Only because I take Nick's opinion seriously, and if he thinks I should blog, I will. Even if he has selfish motives (giving his own ears a rest).
***The post below was written a little while ago, but it still means so much to me that I wanted it to be my first post. I suppose I should have posted this current rambling as way of introduction, but I think what I write will tell you all you need to know about me.
Now, I'm posting this without proofing it because I am at work, at risk of being caught blogging any moment. So, happy reading to any poor soul who comes across this blog and takes time to read...
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