Friday, October 2, 2015

Hanging with a Hockenberry

It's been so long since I logged on here. Imagine my surprise to see that it's been almost exactly a year since my last post. A YEAR. How, over the course of a year, did I not find time to check in? I'm sitting here trying to think back to what kept me so busy. Kids are obviously a big chunk of it, then work, kids, the house, kids, Kevin, kids...

But at what point did my writing become relegated to the back burner? I don't have many material loves in my life...magazines, jigsaw puzzles, coffee and wine. I also adore exercise (specifically CrossFit), and of course writing. And did I mention wine? Somehow I manage to make time for everything except writing (and some more than others *cough*wine*cough*), which is ironic considering the number of hours a day I spend online reading the blogs of other people. It occurred to me that it really doesn't make sense to pour over these and be jealous of their lives and passions. I have that time too, I just have to use it for myself instead of for them. So that's what I've decided to do. 

So this is me. Here I am. Notice the name of this post is 'Hanging with A Hockenberry,' versus 'the Hockenberrys.' Because this is my blog, about me and my life, and let's face it. As a mom, there are very few things in this life that are mine alone anymore. Obviously my kids will have a role in it too (there's no escaping them, trust me, I've tried). And my dear, sweet, husband will make a regular appearance since there's no escaping him either he's such an integral part of my life. And who knows where this will go. My current blog obsessions right now are Financial Independence and Minimalism (I'm subscribed to at least 30 of them) so maybe I'll share my adventures in those. Sneak Peek - my first foray into minimalism started with my completely filling up the back of my Yukon XL with items from the depths of our basement. These were things we haven't used in 2+ years or things we had duplicates of. Goodwill or Bust. Unfortunately my foray promptly ended 30 minutes after it began with Kevin buried ass-deep in the back of my Yukon hauling out all of the items that we NEEDED to keep. Because that feather duster that hasn't left it's shelf in the closet since we moved in 3.5 years ago could come in handy some day! And the kids' "favorite toy"? Has been in a box in the basement for 8 months. Note to self: Minimalism should only be undertaken while Kevin is out of town. 

That's it. Let's see where this goes. 

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