Today is the day. I write. About what? Good question! I have visions of being the next Carrie Bradshaw, only with a fashion style that includes a significant amount of “fat pants” instead of stilettos, a home in Denver and not New York, and a sex life that is not quite as……exuberant, to say the least. (By the way, fat pants are a much better term in my mind than yoga pants – I have a sneaky suspicion that not everyone you see in fat pants is also a yogi…. I for one wear them to Thanksgiving dinner, when I can get away with it; and let’s all be honest, an elastic waistband is always a good idea, I don’t care who you are!). Perhaps that is why my sex life is not as exuberant…. something to think about.
So, the question remains, what do I write about? So many things have crossed my mind – should I write about my decision to leave the corporate world behind me a year ago and enter the world of self employment? Maybe I’ll write about all the things I have learned from said decision (insert stressed stare emoticon here). I can write about how important rescue organizations are (nothing funny there, just true). Or maybe I’ll write about my experiences on all the dating sites in town (everything funny here…. seriously). The bottom line is this – I love to write. And I was also blessed with the ability to be witty on occasion, or so I am told. No reason not to put the two together and write about things that matter, and those things that don’t (I can’t be the only one who thinks about the zombie apocalypse really happening and how I am going to find my tribe and survive right?)
My goal is to write everyday – well, almost every day – about my profession, about what I find important in my profession, about how hard it has been to strike out solo and make it stick, about my passions, about life in general – and I can promise a significant amount of humor here; don’t know how I got so lucky to see things through humor colored glasses, but thank God I did, because I have needed it! And I sincerely hope that you will find some enjoyment out of my posts….If not, you can stop reading – just tell all of your friends to read instead (no kidding around here). Who knows, maybe someday, a big fancy publishing company will get wind of my stories and want to make a book out of my articles, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll travel by train to California where I meet Mr. Big at a book reading and have to kick my friends out of the hotel room for just a bit… Oh wait, first I need a Mr. Big…………stay tuned!
I for one already love what you are writing. Can’t wait for me.
Anxiously rivited. Annie