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... of Blogging

I've never "blogged". I've done the obligatory "note" on facebook, but nothing consistent. I think my major apprehension has come from the fact that I'm not sure I have the time to add one more commitment to my plate. Aside from school, the responsibilities that Quinn and I have taken on at church, not to mention the things I think I am supposed to do as a wife (like make sure we get fed, cleaned, rested, etc) seem to pile up daily.

But all of a sudden I realized that starting a blog isn't like getting married. It isn't like having a child. It could be put on hold indefinitely or abandoned entirely, if need be. I'm not going to invest in a ring for you, blogger (hope you don't mind), but I'm just not looking for any more commitment right now. I'm looking for a good time, a shoulder to cry on, someone to listen to my ramblings, and provide a kind of storage space for the small moments in my day and life that just might be worth storing. So don't get attached, blogger friend, I don't want anyone to get hurt.

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