Hi! My name is Shannon. I'm doing well, thank you...Yeah, the weather is pretty gloomy for the end of June... I heard it's supposed to warm up this weekend too... Haha, yes it's OK to ask, I am pregnant. 7 months, due in September...Boy...No name yet [oops! Tiny lie, but I'm nervous of your opinion, Perfect Stranger, and don't want to divulge just yet.] Thank you! I'll keep that one in mind...
With the small talk out of the way, I feel better, like we've started something. Although, I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable on this side of the screen... it's so much easier to read than write isn't it? I could be lying down (preferably on my left side), snacking, reading about the lives of other people, finding relatable intrigue in their ordinary days, and amazement in their adventurous ones - yearning all the while to be writing my own things. But then Netflix asks if I want to keep watching and the dog is snuggled so perfectly by my side - I couldn't possibly write now. One doesn't start things like blogs at 1:30 on a Thursday afternoon approximately one hour before their sister (also my charge) gets home and "responsibilities" start again? Do they??
I guess they do, because I guess I am.
I've gone through a lot of changes in the last (approximately) 7 months - and not just pregnancy, though that's huge [insert stomach joke here] - a lot of other things have happened. The cliché types of changes that make you think about life and the type of person you want to be, and what you want to do. I'm at a place where I can make impactful decisions. I can be content sitting idly on the couch with the TV and my iPhone waiting until my sister needs my care (more on that later, no doubt), counting weeks based on the approximate food equivalent of my unborn son (29 weeks, he's an acorn squash), and creating the habit of mindlessly whittling away time until death. OR, or, I can start something. I can get the creative juices flowing, so I can lead the imaginative, fun, and interesting-to-me life that I dream of.
So here I am. It's 1:47 on a Thursday afternoon and I'm starting a blog. I feel that settling feeling of when things in life start to click - I feel that this relationship is going to stick whether anyone reads it or not.
It was a pleasure to meet you.