Quit It

Let me start by saying I AM NOT A WRITER, so please forgive my grammar, my run-on sentences and probably my obtuse misuse of a lot of words & definitions. I do however, have a creative mind, a pretty good sense-of-humor, a crazy life and a lot to say (to those willing to listen or rather read in your case.) I'm a facebooker and I love it (my husband calls it an "obsession" but really, who asked him?) But I am not one to pour my heart & thoughts out randomly, twenty-seven times a day. I prefer it neat & organized in one complete thought.

Neat & organized, two things I love dearly but don't get ANY of in a house of eight! (More on this later).

I decided to start my own blog for a few reasons; First, I love the idea of journaling in any way, shape or form. I've always loved it. I have journals from my elementary school years, my teenage years & even my young adult life. And now I journal for my children although not nearly as much as I would like. Second, I have so much to say about life... On a blog, it only gets read if someone is interested in reading it & I like the idea of just that; read it if your interested and if you're not, don't. That simple. Last, I read a few blogs myself ( I'll mention them another time when I learn the appropriate "blog referencing etiquette") and each time I read, I think, "I could do that. My life is funny, quirky, challenging with a dash of drama (more like an avalanche)---maybe someone might like to read about my crazy life so that for even just a moment, they can feel "normal."

So a few things to know about me... Well it's not fun to admit, but I'm something of a quitter, the quitting type, start and don't finish kind-of-girl. Not until I willingly began & completed Nursing school did I even think I was capable of completing anything. I mean sure, I completed highschool, but that 's different, my mom and dad controlled that. No, I mean things that I chose to do, anything from reading a book to refinishing a piece of furniture. I would start out with a BANG and fizzle out shortly after & then leave whatever it was for dead. Then I became a mom... Maybe it was the whole "pregnancy thing" I mean, you can't quit that (Well, I suppose you can, but I'm not going there. You get the picture.) It's nine months (actually ten, but who's counting) start to finish, and then there is this glorious human being! Then there is no quitting! A belly to be fed, diapers to be changed, love to be given... Minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day and on and on and on. But just being a mom didn't completely break me of my habitual quitting. No, I still started and never finished many a projects. But an avid quitter, I am no more! Two years ago after giving birth to my fourth & final bundle of pure love, I decided the excuse "I'm not going to put all that time & energy into losing weight if I'm going to get pregnant again" just wasn't going to cut it. After being given the OB "ok" I journeyed on to what I figured would be another "start & quit" go-to-the-gym adventure for a month or so... But to my surprise (and my husband & everybody else I'm sure) I began a journey that has lead to  a 40 lb weight loss (okay, okay 37 lbs, but I like to round up & "40" sounds bigger & badder than "37" for some reason) running a 10K and a much more energetic life. I run regularly now and that's when I have hundreds of blogging thoughts running (excuse the pun) through my head. And this is the first, I hope, of many more to come.

But, alas, if you should happen back here, to check out what I've been up to...and this is the only blog you see, then you'll know I'm up to my old, bad habit {wink}!

Jody