I don’t usually respond well to nagging. It makes me feel kinda bullish. Kinda stubborn and pig headed. A little bit mulish. P’raps even dogged.
You know, thinking it about it there’s a lot of animal related synonyms for stubborn.
Just this once though, I decided to concede to the nagging on the basis that I really did want to join in with the Finish The Sentence Friday blog hop. So here I am.
So – where to start?
It’s ok – with the FTSF hop, I get a start point. Here we go . . .
My blogging goals this year are . . .
Crap! You mean I need goals.
Let’s see. Synonyms for goals –
Ambition. Objective. Target. Destination. Design. Mission.
I’ve never been particularly ambitious. I mean, back when I worked full time I just wanted to be good at a job I loved, have fun and earn enough to enjoy life.
Then, when I had kids, my objective was to be a good mum while still managing to work enough to have fun and earn enough to enjoy life.
Once I became self-employed, my target was to become a paid writer. With no idea of my destination, I began to blog. For practice, for release of pent up thoughts and emotions, for diversion. Somehow, although I had no design, my witterings became a generalised blog about life and kids, with the occasional review thrown in.
I don’t have a mission.
I’m not trying to raise awareness for a nefarious organisation that needs exposing for their cruel and unnatural practices towards cockatoos.
I don’t feel strongly about educating others about the amazing properties of chicken poo as an exfoliant.
Nor do I want to encourage others in following my belief that bathing naked in a vat of red Chilean wine on the front porch, while sipping champagne and eating Wispa bars, every waning gibbous of the moon, is a secret and potent form of weight loss known only to a sect of one legged ninja monks who reside in a sandstone monastery located deep in a secluded valley surrounded by lakes of red fire-spitting frogs.
So, I guess my blogging goals are pretty non-existent.
I probably will get around to redesigning my blog a bit – if I can ever get the picture I want. I might even post as much as once a week – if I have anything to say. I may even, if I really push it, find a little direction for all my ramblings.
So long as it stays fun, that is.