7 years.

It’s been 7 years since I’ve posted here.

WHERE. DOES.THE.TIME.GO?

In that time I’ve stopped writing, switched jobs (at various dance studios), decided to homeschool, and oh yea, added 3 more kids to the mix. For those of you keeping track, we’re now up to 6 whole kids in this same house.

But enough about whhhhhhat’s different (*said in Daniel Tiger tone), many things are still the same. I’m still all over the place. Laughing at inappropriate times. Still trying to figure out what my purpose is in this world (other than being an awesome Mom, Wife, and Dance Teacher), while also pressuring myself hard core to find my niche (is there a possibility that no niche is a niche)? PLUS trying to be the best human I can be without making insane faux pas on the daily.

I want to keep my previous posts because as a geriatric millennial that craves nostalgia, I also promised my kids that I would. And if there’s one thing I am, it’s someone who tries to keep promises. Not to mention, it’s pretty wild to look back at life prior to the world shutting down with Covid.

So bear with me as I dust off the old blogging bone, take a look around/scroll through the past as I branch out and prove to myself (and my kids) that finding time to nourish hobbies is totally worth it.

It feels good to be home.