Runes and Rhinestones

I'm a modern day Viking, navigating my way through a stormy sea of stuff.

So, why do I blog?

I’ve signed myself up for another blogging challenge because I am a cool person like that. I know I’ve been blogging for over a year now and it is actually getting a bit harder to figure out what to write (long term writer’s block anyone?) and I enjoy having some sort of framework to get me to working.

Why do I blog? It started out as a way to meet other people and help me feel a little less lonely while I was working on my last year at university. My blog became a way of getting some sort of validation, it gave me a place to form my opinions and to share the good and bad bits of my life with other people. Then there was that wobble last year when I nearly gave it all up and ever since then it’s been more difficult. Knowing that people I know are reading this suddenly means I am writing for faces I know rather than throwing each of my posts into the ether and hoping the blogging community will take kindly to it.

Why am I still writing? Because I still like being able to get my thoughts down and share even some parts of my life. It’s something that I do for me, and it’s something that I don’t want to give up. I am an incredibly flighty person; insanely prone to picking up a hobby and loving it for all of about three months before I lose interest in it completely. I’ve done that over and over throughout my life and each time I do it’s a disappointment to me because I didn’t have the gumption to see it through.

I don’t blog because I’m a leader in my field and have valuable information to pass on to you. I don’t do it to expand on a single subject, unless that subject is my life. I don’t want to be published, and although I love it when I get comments and hits on my blog it’s also not only about that. I don’t really know why I do it, but I do.

What would it look like if my blog exceeded my wildest dreams? I’d be posting twice a week, and getting hits and comments on everything. I don’t know the sort of community I’d like to have participating in my blog – that’s up to the people who’d like to know what I’m doing!

My three goals:

  1. I want to be posting something (anything at all) twice a week. I dropped down to once a week and that seems too slow for me. I need to keep interacting with my blog otherwise I forget about it and that’s not good! I think I’ll do a craft/what I’ve been making post and a what’s-going-on-in-my-life post. That’s two a week!
  2. I want to spend an hour a week reading and commenting on the blogs that I follow. I have always been pretty terrible at this, but I promise I will be doing better.
  3. I’m going to make a weekly feature (as I tried and failed with for Wish List Wednesday). I don’t know what it will be – please let me know if you have any ideas!

This is going to be up until August at least, and from then I can’t guarantee anything (wedding things may make me slightly insane).


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Age becomes her.

Today was a day when I suddenly realised that I’m acting far too much like a grown up for my own good. The thing that sparked this realisation? I finally got to do something that I’ve been looking forward to doing all winter – using my rotary dryer. I haven’t spent all winter looking forlornly at one that’s stashed inside, I’m not quite that sad and it’s my new toy. I did spend all winter planning to buy one and use it as soon as the weather was nice enough.

Today was that day.

I also spent a large part of yesterday evening making teeeeeny tiny little trees to go inside ridiculously small bottles. I mean, bottles so small you could lose them up your nose (I definitely tried to put one up Hairy’s nose). Why? I hear you cry, Why would you submit yourself to such torment on such a tiny scale? It’s because I had a dream (not one of those bizarre dreams, but I was definitely not awake) about using them as decorations for the wedding.

I hold a tree in the palm of my hand. Heh – bonsai tree to the max!

Okay, so they’re a bit sideways. But still, TINY TREES. I was incredibly proud of myself for sticking with it long enough to get them made – I did nearly give up because the wire was overworked and entire branches kept falling off. I’m really happy I persevered as I think they turned out pretty well. I’ve already had two dibs on them! I think I may make make the next batch a bit bigger though…

Back on track. Hairy and I now have discussions about credit ratings, mortgages and what we need to get done around the house. I plan what I want to plant in the garden for next year (totally weird one that – haven’t stayed in the same house for two years running since I moved out 5 years ago), I buy food specifically to preserve it and we talk about going on holiday.

With my friends I am now way more likely to go for a cup of tea rather than hard spirits. A night out is a rare thing indeed, and while it was AMAZING to go out last Friday and dance like a mad thing we had to leave just before midnight because I had work the next day. When we talk, we talk about the past as if it were a long time ago and sometimes it actually is!

Obviously, if you want to go that far, then the fact that I’m getting married in about four and a half months is also a terrifying sign of how grown up life is at the moment. I’m getting quotes for portaloos, figuring out gift lists and trying to remember if I’ve forgotten to invite anyone I should have done. The answer to that is definitely a resounding yes. But on the other hand, I have got a maid of honour that most people would give their right arm for and she is planning the most fabulous sounding hen do I’ve ever heard of.

Hairy’s best man is coming up next week so that they can go suit shopping. Hairy and I have plans this weekend to go and try on wedding rings so we know what sizes to get and what we like the look of best. I also need to get a clip for my engagement ring because DEAR GODS AND LITTLE FISHES I lose it off my finger on a far too regular basis.

And on the final hand, I still manage to be a right tit at sometimes and wonder whether I should be allowed out in public. A lot of my hobbies and passions are desperately uncool – does that make me an old lady, or too immature to realise that I shouldn’t burble on about the tensile strength of wire and gaze longingly at glass workshops in public?

But anyway, if you’ll excuse me I’m off to watch cartoons and play with sparkly things.

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