Blogher’s prompt today asked you to tell about your very first blog post. I can do one better. I can show you.
This was published way, way back – April of 2010.
Back then I had little idea of all the wonderful changes ahead for me. I would buy my fabulous loft that October, meet my amazing husband in December, get married to him (twice!) the next January (and then again in December), leave my job of six years and totally change my career.
I wrote this very first blog the day after my birthday.
I had made the decision the night before that I was getting older without getting any closer to my dream of being a writer and I had to do something, anything to change that. I had been investigating free blogging websites, stumbled across WordPress and set up an account for “Kimicalreaction.”
That morning, I made my first post and my first start down the path of published writing.
April 17, 2010
It’s two days after my actual birthday, but it’s Saturday morning and thus still a vital part of the “Natal Month Festivities.”
Instead, I was up at 9, scrubbing my stove top for no apparent reason other than it seriously needed it.
I can’t blame demonic possession, there has been no mezcal.
What has happened to me? Does growing up have to make you boring?