I was going to start blogging months ago. But, every auspicious occasion to begin the blog somehow slipped by because I hadn’t quite figured out where I wanted to blog, IF I wanted to blog, or exactly how to blog. But, it didn’t matter because I didn’t have time to decide or act on my blogging impulse anyway.
At least twice a day, I announced, “If I had a blog, I would blog about this.” But I didn’t, so I couldn’t. And now I do, and I’m not sure I can. I don’t have anything profound to say. Bloggers block.
I had an EVENT yesterday. Today’s kind of boring so far. If I can change the date to make it look like I started the blog yesterday, I’ll write about yesterday. Then you’ll be impressed.
Blogging reminds me of “Jump Rope.” (As in “Do you want to Jump Rope?”) No, I don’t. I hate Jump Rope. I do not excel at any sport and the terror of taking my turn in the schoolyard at recess almost made me hate recess. I’d wait, and wait, nodding my head like an inebriated pigeon with each swing, only to finally pick my moment to jump in and have the rope catch my shoe or smack me in the neck. I finally stopped playing Jump Rope and joined the AV Squad. (I was tall enough to carry a filmstrip projector without it dragging on the ground.) Proud moments.
You can help me get over my blogging terror by swinging the rope really high. Let it hit the ground and then, once the rope stops moving, I’ll jump over it. If I am successful, I’ll try it again. I believe this translates into leaving me encouraging feedback. Together we’ll get the hang of this.