Welcome to my diary

It’s amazing how quickly you can fall into a bad habit. It’s day 19 of my daily blogging and I’ve already caught myself only writing blogs that give advice or have a clear defined point to them.

But the thing is,

this is my personal website and essentially my daily journal. I’m not selling anything, I’m not marketing myself as some sort of guru, I’m just out here living my life. My intention for this blog is to document my life so years from now I can go back and read about… myself… oh wow, how narcissistic, Emily.

That’s why I initially started by documenting “something I couldn’t stop thinking about from yesterday” on my first couple blogs. That didn’t really work because all of my days run together as one long existence. But nonetheless, I would still like to daily blog.

That all being said, sometimes my blogs will be short and sweet and uninteresting.

Future readers:

I wanted to inform all of you that when you come across a post like this it’s most likely because I’m half asleep sitting on my recliner at 6am writing my stream of (semi)conscience thoughts.

Future Emily:

You’re welcome girl, this is for you. Hang in there.

 

Hey future me, have you figured out what this contraption is yet?

Welcome, fellow dabbler

Thanks for joining me! I dabble in things, so this website will be a catalog of all my dabbling.

My credentials:

    • I’m a hot mess, clearly
    • I have a real live Art degree (useless, but it makes me feel better)
    • Dog mom
    • Plant mom
    • Wife
    • Homeowner (This is the most difficult endeavor I’ve dabbled in)
    • Amateur gamer
    • Writer (Though I haven’t made it anywhere with that yet… Again, only *dabbling* adult)
    • Office administrator (I totally made it up and it worked, Pam was right)

I also:

    • Cook
    • Craft
    • Kayak
    • Crotchet
    • Can’t think of any more alliterations
    • Hike
    • Weight lift
    • Play the violin (since I was 7)
    • Read
    • Paint
    • Make pottery
    • Breathe (most of the time)
    • Sleep (all of the time)

So yeah, I dabble. I don’t think anyone cares, but if you care then hello friend! And welcome!

Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.” — C.S. Lewis