The real world

Renewal

renewal, leavesIt has been over year since my last blog post. That makes me sad. I miss blogging.

I miss creative writing.

I miss writing for me; not for work.

Recently I’ve watched some of my friends find their place in the blogosphere like Jenny of Wonderfully Complex, Terra of Ahoy Friend and Elizabeth of Oak & Oats. Their blogs are beautiful and engaging and have, in part, inspired me to blog again.

But before I make this official, I have to get a few things off my chest.

1) I’m scared I won’t have enough time to devote to my blog. Actually, that’s a lie. I know I won’t have time for this blog. There are not enough hours in the day for me to do everything I need and want to do. My actual fear is that I won’t make blogging a priority. Sure, I might stick with it for a few weeks, but when life gets busy and push comes to shove, I’m afraid I’ll give kskristy the ol’ heave-ho.

2) I’m kind of afraid that I’ve “lost it.” And by that I mean my blogging voice, my stories, my ability to turn a mundane day into a thoughtful and engaging blog post that people will actually want to read.

So…

There are the problems.

And here are the solutions.

1) Like I said, I have to make blogging a priority. I need to put it on a schedule. Because I know me, and if I don’t put things on a calendar or a to-do list, they won’t get done. Right now I plan to post three times per week: Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday (definitely got the idea for this from Jenny!).

1.5) I’m also toying with the idea of filling in the other days of the week with a photo post. No commentary, just pictures. I got this idea from Terra. She and her best friend live hundreds of miles apart, but each of them share one picture a day as a way to stay connected and show the other what their day was like. I love, love, love this idea! While I won’t photoblog with a friend, I want to try to post one picture that shows a small glimpse into my day.

2) I’ve come up with a theme– a message that I believe in and something that I want to help guide my writing and my voice.

It’s {in}joy every day.

Anyone who knows me knows that I’m always looking on the bright side of things. I believe there is beauty and joy in every moment of every day, even if circumstances are less than ideal. Hence, {in}joy every day.

So there it is. Let’s get this thing started, shall we?

I’ll see you back here on Thursday!

Fall back

Happy first day of fall!

I realize I’ve been absent from here for a while. Turns out that transitioning from college life to real-world life is a little time consuming. Going to class for two hours a day in college is perfectly fine, but going to work for two hours a day is not. Needless to say, I’ve spent a lot of hours working this summer. But I love my job so that’s ok!

I figured since today is the start of a new season and now that I’m fairly adjusted to this new season in life (just look at the metaphors and analogies!) it’s time to return to my blog. There’s more to come, but for now enjoy the beautiful sights of fall in Arkansas.

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Soapbox derby

Hey y’all! Sorry it’s been a while! Starting a new job keeps ya busy! Who knew, right?

I know last time I promised y’all a post about adjusting to apartment living and that’s still coming, but I have to talk about something else today. I have to get this off my chest.

TRAFFIC. is killing. my soul.

There. I feel a little bit better already.

But seriously. Rush hour might the new thing I hate most in life. Or maybe it’s still snakes. Either way, they are both awful. And I don’t really have a “Things I Hate Most in Life” list. Let it be known.

I don’t understand rush hour traffic. And I don’t mean that as a figure of speech. I mean I literally don’t understand why it happens.

Somebody explain this to me.

I mean… somewhere ten thousand miles ahead of me the line of cars begins. And at the front of that line, cars are moving forward at what I assume would be a decent speed. Let’s say 70 miles per hour. (Because that’s the speed limit on the road I take to and from work everyday.) So why in tarnation am I stuck at the back of the line going 15 miles per hour?!! Why?

Why, I ask!

I’m sorry. I’m on my soapbox now. I can’t stop.

In Kansas, there is no such thing as rush hour traffic. Heck, the closest thing we have to a traffic jam is two pickups stuck behind a tractor going down a one-lane dirt road!

Traffic jams are utterly foreign to me.

Traffic jam protocol is also foreign to me.

Like why does the guy in the lane next to me swerve over into the tiny gap I try to leave between my front bumper and the car in front me’s back bumper?

Hello?!! That was not an invitation for you to come join the party, buddy! That’s called caution and you obviously have none. And it’s not like cutting me off is going to get you from A to B any faster. We’re all stuck in rush hour, in case you hadn’t noticed.

And why does the lady trying who’s merging onto the road slow down when her merge lane runs out even though I have been giving her plenty of space to merge for the last 500 feet?

This is why people like me are required by law to have car insurance. Because people like you cause accidents. We about had a ten-car pileup today when I had to slam on my brakes to let you in.

Thankfully, I haven’t suffered any injuries from rush hour traffic. Unless you count the fact that my head explodes every day from 8 a.m. to 9 a.m. and then again from 5 p.m. to 6 p.m.

But I think I might just have to live with that.

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