Here we are.
A BRAND SPANKING NEW SQUEAKY CLEAN BLOG. Loaded with possibilities. Open to new ideas and fresh life projects.
After taking on the diet world by storm (at least in my own mind) and accomplishing my weight loss goal, the Big Butt blog just became… uninspired. I wasn’t pushing myself to do things like before, and the blog posts were fewer and farther between. It’s not so much a case of writer’s block as it was a LIFE BLOCK.
Life blocks suck.
My day to day routines changed dramatically. I went from focusing on how many miles I could run to how many loads of laundry I could run. How many cool artistic projects I could do. What I could accomplish in a weekend armed with a mind full of wacky ideas and a bottle of spray paint.
And after a rant earlier this week about people who are afraid of painting, I realized something.
I AM NOT AFRAID TO PAINT. Or sew. Or to turn a 4 dollar beater coffee table into a TARDIS for no reason other than it’s cool to me.
I’m something of a domestic deviant, it seems…
I don’t do things like Martha Stewart. I do things like… like… well…
And it occurred to me- I bet I’m not the only domestic deviant out there. In fact, I bet there’s a whole slew of us, wishing that JUST ONCE someone would be brave enough to paint their bedroom black, or figure out how to sew a circle skirt from the 50s, or how to alter things you’ve got to make them specifically you.
I’m already doing all that stuff. Every day between the housework and volunteering at the kids’ schools. So why can’t I blog about it?
Wait. I can. And I will.
I’m not going to limit myself and say that this is a home and garden design blog. I’m not going to tell you that every post I write will be a craftyazz art project. Sometimes, I might need to go off on a tangent or vent or tell you how socially awkward I am and how you probably shouldn’t take me anywhere public.
But I’ve decided that it’s all part of the bigger picture of who I am. Those things help mold me into the woman I am. For better or for worse.
I’m embracing the fact that my life is just a little off color. I’m not the typical perfectionist matchy-matchy gal. I’ll never be that. And I’m just fine with being a domestic deviant.
I look forward to the coming days with you, while we navigate the waters of unadulterated self expression together, and learn how being a little off color makes the world a more beautiful place.