Hello hello...

So this is my first attempt at a blog. I feel like such a virgin. Anyway, I'm not quite sure what I'm doing this for except maybe to find something useful for myself out of the whole mess of each day (or days, since I'm sure I won't be on here as often as I intend). See, I realized I was spending a significant amount of time at night sorting through my thoughts, and, frankly, it's driving me crazy. I'm a writer by nature and since my two kids leave me without any time to actually write, I'm constantly doing so in my head. All the time. About everything. Trying to formulate it and script it and cajole it into something coherent. And I ask myself a lot of questions, too, and when you're only talking to yourself, there are no answers. The biggest question then becomes, am I the only one out there doing this? And could it serve any purpose OTHER than making me batty? So here I am.

Oh, yes, here I am but who am I? I'm a mom, duh, as the two kids might have suggested. I'm young-ish, younger than most of my friends and probably one of the only people I've met who actually look forward to hitting thirty so they don't feel so out of place. I'm married to a man that makes other men look bad. I have self-esteem issues coupled with a serious case of shyness. And I recently dreamed that I told someone I make anal people look relaxed, which isn't too far from the truth. Doesn't that sound like a charming combination? But I also try to be good to others, my kids, the environment, and me as best as I can. Not perfectly, of course, but who manages that? I write, I eat, I would love to make a living doing both, but only after I have the mom-thing down pat. How's that for a statement of purpose?

Now I'm likely to walk away and think about this very post. Is this just making things worse? Hmm...