creeeaaak...riiiiiip...grrriiiinnndd...squeeeeakkkk...
Hear that? Those are the sounds this little ol' blog is making, trying to gear up again. It's rusty. It's creaky. It's cranky. And it's out of shape. (No, I am not describing myself. OK, maybe the out of shape part.)
I'm not sure why I stopped writing. There were a couple of reasons, but not one defining reason. I used this blog to vent about the frustrations of being a stay-at-home mom. But now one of my minions is 10, and next year she will head to middle school. (Holy crap, I am OLD.) I can't write about the things I used to write about. Can you imagine if her friends got a hold of it?
But, I can write about me. I can still write about being a mom. And, I can definitely write about how FREAKING hard it is to enter back into the work force after a 10-year hiatus.
It's only part-time. And it's only freelance. But it's something. I am nervous. I am scared. And I don't know when to admit that I have no idea what the hell I am doing, just like I didn't know what the hell I was doing being a SAHM.
I miss this blog. I'm going to start writing again. It may not be regular. And it may be boring.
But I need it.
