I think we both knew going into this that my dedication was minimal if not entirely disheartening. I did specify what I lack in consistency and content I make up for with half-hearted sarcasm. I took a few pictures on a lazy schedule unenthusiastically tried to come up with ANYTHING to say. Well, blog, I don’t want to say things just for the sake of saying something. I’m not even overly concerned about documenting anything in particular. In my opinion there are probably enough blogs talking about what people do during the day, and posting instagram style photos about their daily adventures.
I think part of the problem stems from my entirely boring and lazy lifestyle. Eight to five I’m a cubicle dweller. The only bit of sky I can see is from a small slit of window over the office wall in the group of cubes in the area across the hall. (I think it’s partly cloudy right now, maybe?) So, after staring at a computer all day, the last thing I want to do when I go home is sit in front of a computer and think of some epic event or enthralling topic to write about. What I usually do is park myself on my sofa for hours on end and become absorbed in whatever is on the television. And I do mean hours. I peel myself away just long enough to make dinner and find my spot again with plate in hand. There were nights that the only sound I heard my husband make was laughing at the Big Bang Theory.
That is the most disgusting description of a life I have ever heard. Continue reading