The Fun is Just (re)Beginning

I can only come back here so many times and promise you that I’ll be “posting regularly.” It’s not a promise that I ever intend to break. I think it has more to do with timing…the thoughts that have been in my mind since this blog’s inception (probably much, much earlier than that) have been swirling in my head on the daily. I’ve put pen to paper…er, fingertips to keys…more times than I could ever count (I have the auto-saved post drafts to prove it).

But here’s the thing, until you’re ready to write…ready to finish your thoughts, or even just one thought, you can’t get very far.

I recently told an acquaintance of mine that I spent most of my days feeling like there were 1,001 things on the very tip of my tongue. So many things that I haven’t said, or can’t say…some for good reason, and others blocked by nothing more than the chaos of everyday life. It’s like they’re budging each other…pushing and shoving in front of one another to the point where no one gets their chance to be free.

I am hoping that 2018 is the end of that. I have a mission for this blog. I have set out to create a place where real stories are shared (BeeReal), a place where my love for food and wine and unhealthy amounts of sugar and carbs can be shared with the world, a place where my get-healthy missions can be put on display for all to see (does someone smell conflicting life goals?)…and hopefully some will even join in with me. It’s a place for real talk about real issues…some that will make me decidedly unpopular. A place to sort through the wild dynamics of this world that we’re living in….together. A place that is equal parts inspirational and whimsical, foolish and logical.

It’s a big undertaking. I think that’s why I’ve been so quiet. The plan in my head was larger than my ability to execute. Not any more.

Rest assured, online, public writing is not the only outlet I’ve been shorting. Even the entries I start in my own journal have gone unfinished, but I’m hoping that this is the year that everything changes.

Since I stopped blogging regularly in my other location, a lot has happened. A lot.

How do you capture it all? Do you have to? Should I just come back like any other blogger who has missed a day or two with a “How the heck are ya’!?” and a list of my favorite things? I don’t think that’s the answer.

I think we start anew.

Right now.

On this sixth day in January in the year that I will turn 28, we start brand spankin’ new.

Hopefully this means that I find a fitness plan I can stick to, make some new friends, and indulge my most favored hobbies.

I’m not sure about any of that, but let’s see how this blogging thing goes.

With love from me to you,

BeeingFancy