New Years Resolutions are a farce. Sort of like Valentines Day. Why not make a New Week Resolution? Then, if you make the same resolution at the beginning of each week, aren't you likely to be more successful than making a resolution to last a full year.
So, what is the purpose of this blog? There isn't one really. Suffice it to say, I am just going to blog my struggles juggling the whole single-ish mom, full time job, eating healthy, exercising, being the girlfriend/wife/significant other... whatever. There are days that I wish I was kidless, and days that I can't imagine life without them. There are days where intimate relationships suck and I want OUT and days when the love is so intense and obvious that I can't imagine my life without him. And then, there are the mental health struggles and achievements of everybody in my life that makes each day a simultaneous struggle and joy.
There is the ex-husband, the dogs, the cats, the rabbits, and coming soon, the geckos. It is about being 'that house' in the neighborhood when all I want is to run around the house naked. You know 'that house'... the one where all the kids congregate. The one that takes the 'clothing optional' status OUT of ones every day life.
And the 8 year old's business. She has more money in savings now than I... although she works hard at it, it adds another stress to our everyday life. But, then again, it gives our everyday life additional purpose. With every loaf of bread she makes and sells, it enhances the mother/daughter bond between us, it provides a smile and a strange happiness to the families she sells to, and it teachers her about money. A lesson I never learned...
As these blogs continue, you will meet my family, our struggles, our joys, our setbacks. You will see my parenting (good or bad as it may be, but always evolving)... and you will see that sanity really is an illusion, because we are all fucking crazy.
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