What’s the point?

I just renewed my WordPress subscription, to the tune of about $81. There’s a decent chance that I wouldn’t have except that I found a coupon code online and was able to get a discount off the $96 my plan actually costs—which seemed like a good idea last year when I upgraded, and I do still very much like the customization options it offers me.

But the thing is, I haven’t posted anything in a long time, and the longer I go without writing a blog post, the more I start to wonder, What’s the point? You’re not actually interested in these mundane musings of mine, are you?

Now I feel reminiscent of that scene in Julie & Julia when Julie is typing a blog post and drifts off into wondering if there’s actually anyone out there reading her: “But I’m sure you are. Aren’t you? Somebody? Anybody?” (We’ll just gloss over the fact that she then gets her first—rather unsupportive—comment from “My mother. Doesn’t count.”)

But I did it and now it’s done, so there it is, and here I am. Sitting on my couch at 5:30 in the morning because I couldn’t sleep from 3:30, wrapped in two blankets because it’s cold outside and we keep it cold in here at night—something I had to get used to, moving in with Dylan last year. And come to think of it, it has been just about a year since I moved out and moved in…but that’s a post for another time. As is everything else on my mind, I imagine.

Good morning, Lake Jackson. And have a good day at work, Mom. I miss you. 😘