Everyday I wish I had the time to sit and write. About my day, my kids, my travels, my (non) training, whatever. But guess what happens. Nada. I never have time. Correction: I never take the time! So I thought this blogging101 thing might challenge me and motivate me to TAKE the time.
Writing is therapeutic. It doesn’t matter if no one reads what you write, or that you ever reread yourself for that matter. It’s a nice way to release emotions. You get to rant, complain, but mostly relive beautiful moments. It allows you to think, makes you analyze things, find new solutions without you knowing it. It keeps your mind active and is a good ‘me’ time.
I’m a busy mom. Hmmm wait… ALL moms are super busy. I’m just a mom, who likes to be busy, busier than she needs to be. I have young kids, 18 months and 4 years, and going through my midlife crisis. I’m an engineer who doesn’t want to be an engineer anymore, a corporate worker who is not going back to corporate world, a 9 to 5 working bee who doesn’t want a schedule anymore. I want a makeover. And the transformation has begun.