Today, Iโm writing my 100th post.
I honestly didnโt think Iโd make it past 10, but here I amโฆthree months in and still going.
Some days I have things to say. Some days I just answer the word prompt. And some days Iโm just too blah to even try. Yesterday was one of those days. I was exhausted, in a bad mood, and I definitely took it out on everyone else. Honestly, I was being such a bitch I mightโve been on someone elseโs period. But I got through it, and today is a new day.
100 posts later, Iโve written about being a mom, random thoughts, my dogs, and even recipesโwhich was never part of the plan. Some days I knew I had something good. Other days I hit publish, walked away, and hoped I didnโt come back to crickets.
In all of this, I started figuring things outโhow to take better pictures, how to play around with lighting, how to make food look halfway decent before we eat it. Iโm still learning, but Iโm getting there.
Thereโs been life in here too. My husband, who works all week and still shows up when heโs home like itโs his job to make things easier for me. My daughter, who keeps me on my toes every single day. My dogsโฆone who loses his mind over everything, and one whoโs basically perfect.
Then thereโs Kansas. Still adjusting, still wondering why weโre not somewhere warmer, but figuring it out as we go.
100 posts doesnโt mean Iโve figured this shit out. It just means I didnโt quit. And honestly, thatโs a big deal for me.
So if youโre here reading, liking, commenting, or just quietly following alongโฆI appreciate you. You know who you are. Thank you for being part of this and for giving me a reason to keep going.
Leave a reply to Lindsay Bloomer Cancel reply