Hello world,
In my first post on a blog which I conceived years ago and actually set up on blogger.com over two months ago, I guess it isn’t necessary to provide any evidence that I do, in fact, majorly suck at regularly updating my blog.
I have learned in the last couple of years that I basically suck at regularly doing anything.
I always have grand plan to do something productive regularly. I scheme out exactly how I will carry out said plan and feel very pleased with myself for making such a productive, committed decision to whatever sort of thing I have decided is worth doing regularly.
Then I sit back and just don’t do it.
A few things I have had grand illusions and complicated plans to do regularly:
1.Blog
2. Go running
3. Swim in the ocean, (this was when I lived a 3 minute walk from the Indian Ocean. Still didn’t manage to actually swim on a regular basis. Sad. I know.)
4. Call home (sorry mom and dad. I really do love and miss you!)
5. Watercolor paint.
(I’ve done one. At least. Im better at regularly doing this than blogging!)
6. Read. (I actually have accomplished some reading, but never regularly. Some days I lie in bed and read for hours and then I won’t touch a book for weeks. I’m not sure if this counts.)
7. Brush my teeth.
ok. ok. This is a lie. Actually brushing my teeth is just about the ONLY thing I can think of that I have regularly done every day for longer than 6 months in my entire life. Good dental hygiene. Go me.
There are many obvious drawbacks to being a flakey, inconsistent person, and it seems like listing them all would be more whiney than entertaining, so we will just skip that and I will assume you understand how displeased with myself I can be over this unfortunate personality trait. On the other hand, there are a few upsides to being completely unreliable and irregular:
1. I’m not addicted to anything. Its very difficult to get addicted to things when you never consistently do or consume anything. (actually, to be truthful, I used to be addicted to caffeine…and then I started traveling a lot more and needing to not spend unnecessary amounts of money on caffeinated beverages, so by default I became no longer addicted….luckily it takes basically no consistency to be too broke to buy something, so overcoming that addiction was pretty easy for me.)
2. Its very difficult for me to form bad habits. I think experts somewhere say that it takes doing something the same way 7 times to make it a habit. Well, I basically never do anything the same…ever.
3. I can’t think of any more. But I’m sure they are there…..They have to be.
Every once in a while, I get a whole new perspective on life, everything seems shiny and new, and I reprioritize my life and pick out new goals, (or reignite old ones), like running and blogging. This usually happens after a big move, dramatic disappointment, or other radical life event.
In this case, the life event is that I uprooted from my little setup in Kenya and hauled myself over to southern Spain, to meet up with Billy Silva, (who may make some guest posts on this blog at some point), to spend some time in Europe, and to pick up a bit of Spanish. Even before the plane touched the runway in Madrid, I was already scheming up a whole list of things that I wanted to consistently do/learn/practice.
One of those was blog. We’ll see how it goes.
