Slightly Strange

     I'm feeling quite happy about my decision to use my blog as my journal. It's been a long time coming and I really don't understand why I didn't do it sooner. I was trying way to hard to follow all the so called rules from other bloggers. You have to have a niche. Your posts shouldn't be to short. Your posts shouldn't be to long. The list goes on and on. Who wants a plain white page because that looks more professional, when your creative side wants color and whimsy. Screw it. My readers will get what I like. I don't want my blog to look like everyone else's, I want it to be mine, a wee bit weird. I've been told all my life I'm different so why should I change now. I like the way I am. On a good day I can make people laugh. On a bad day I can make them cower in the corner or run for cover.

     So what will I write about if I don't have a niche? Anything that takes my fancy that day. I've lived my whole life raising my children and a few extras. When they were gone I took care of aging and disabled parents. I never really had time for me so my interests were very few because I always had to stay on point and make sure their needs came first. Now the kids are gone and the parents have passed on and for the first time I have time for me. I find my interests varied and widely spread out. I plan to write about it all, which throws the whole book of rules on blogging out the window. I'm going to make my own rules.

     In 10 months I will officially be a senior citizen and I have no intention of going quietly. I will not be your average little old lady sitting back in her rocking chair on the front porch watching the world go by. I want to raise shit. I want to stand out in the crowd. I want people to see me coming. I have lived my whole life by those last three statements and I want to go out of this world the same way, on my own terms. No excuses and no regrets