So, I'm bored out of my ever loving mind tonight at work. This is the third night of sheer boredom and I have looked at nearly everything I can think of on the internet; that's work appropriate, that is. I've been through Pinterest about 56 times and I'm over Facebook. Tonight, I came across a freaking hilarious blog. Some funny stuff. And as I read that blog, I realize two of my biggest goals in life. Two goals that I haven't achieved (....not sure I ever will.)
Goal one. Be a writer. I mean, I kind of already am a writer. In my own mind. I've been keeping a journal since I was a teenager. (I wish I still had some of those journals! They would have been a hoot to read!) I started doing a little blogging, erratically, that is. I actually have two blogs. This one, a more general themed blog and one titled Life is a Journey Every Day. That one is more focused on my weight challenges and my sleeve gastrectomy journey. I digress. Anyway, I blog on occasion but not very consistently. I kind of get defeated when I don't reach Goal two with my blog.
Goal two....I want to be a funny writer. You know, someone who writes these witty, interesting blogs that get people coming back to and chuckling when they read. Sometimes, I write something funny. But it's really not my strong suit, even if I really WANT to be funny. I try so hard (probably part of the problem.) I'm just not genetically engineered to be as humorous as I would like. *sigh*
So, here I am working on the ever present goals of life.... writing funny things... fail.
