Sooooo, here you are. Reading my blog. What uuup?! And what do I have to say? Well, so far, I’m not entirely sure. I tend to get a little…crazy…when I try new things. I decided I was going to try my hand at making YouTube videos and, as it turns out, you need to have an online “presence” to make a real go of anything. So, not only did I create a YouTube channel, I also created a Twitter account, an Instagram account, a Google+ account, and this blog. I stopped short of making a Facebook account in a rare moment of clarity, because it’s only been ONE DAY and I’m already out of control. Where did I put the Ativan again…
So anyway, here you are. Waiting for me to say something poignant, perhaps even earth-shattering, because who goes to all that effort to make themselves known, without knowing what they want people to know? Me. I do. #thisgirlrighthere. I dive headlong into everything, without taking the time to think about it first. So now I’m tits deep in creating this, and I haven’t even posted a YouTube video because I’m a little bit chickenshit. Maybe a lot chickenshit. What if nobody follows me? What if I get haters? What if I run out of ideas?? Well, my dear, methinks the ship containing second thoughts has sailed at this point. So just go with it, okay?
I didn’t want you coming here and finding empty space. I also forgot to charge my Bluetooth keyboard, so this post is going to be short and sweet because typing on an iPad screen is a huge pain in the ass. So here goes:
Hi, I’m Manda Edwards. I’m a wife, a mom, a blogger (I can say that now, yay me!), and an almost online presence. I’m also depressed, anxious, and probably a bit OCD, and not doing anything about it. Oh, I take my meds and stuff, but I don’t exercise, or meditate, or go to therapy.
So what exactly do I do? Not a whole lot. I’ll just come out and say it – I’m lazy af. Bump-on-a-log lazy. The power of Couch compels me. That being said, I do want to some day get off my lazy ass and “get better”.
So why, you may be asking, would I put “get better” in pretentious air quotes like it’s something mythical or preposterous? Because I’m an ass like that, and I like air quotes. And because I think it really is a little bit mythical and preposterous. What does it even mean? Is anyone really completely normal and unbroken? Hardly. Show me a perfect person and I’ll show you a perfect fool with a cracked mirror. I think someone already said that…Aristotle? Rumi?? I’ll have to google it. I may also have delusions of grandeur. My point is, we’re all a little bit broken; Some more than others, sure, but at least we’re all in the same boat when it comes to cracks in the veneer. Maybe that’s what I’m really doing here – showing you my cracks, in hopes that you might relate. Did you just giggle when I said “cracks”? If you did, you are definitely in the right place. We are sympatico bud-dy! Maybe this is me doing something. I feel like I’m on the right track here, hopefully it’ll stick.
So that was jumbled, awkward, and slightly non-sensical. Me on a good day. I’m not going to lie to you, there might be a lot of that. I blame it on the lack of keyboard for now. Also that I used the majority of my brain power searching “how to use WordPress to blog” today. FYI I’m still not sure.
So you know who I am, and you sort of know what I’m doing here. About as much as I do anyway. So I’ll put the highlights in my bio, and if you like what you…saw? Read? Whatever…come on back again. Maybe I’ll surprise us.
Until next time,
Wow, that felt so blog-y. I just blogged! Look Ma, no keyboard! Stay cool peeps.