That was the million dollar question my darling daughter asked when I told her that I was thinking about creating a blog. Of course she asked exactly the same question that I had been asking myself when I came up with this totally random and out of left field idea this afternoon. She is absolutely right. I am really struggling with getting things done lately. My to-do list is enormous. My energy is zero. I blame it on this ridiculously long winter from which we can’t seem to escape. Polar Vortex? Another 8-12 inches of snow? Shoot me now.

Plus I am a major procrastinator – of the perfectionist type. I obsess more about doing things than actually doing them. I overthink everything.

I am in the middle of so many half completed projects and the last thing that I need is another distraction. Or maybe it’s exactly what I need.

It’s just that I have so many thoughts bubbling around in my head and I have no idea what else to do with them. I can write for hours in my various journals and that seems to help. A bit. For a while. But it feels like I am just talking to myself about the same things over and over again. Writing helps me work through whatever issues I am dealing with. I discover new ways of thinking about things when I give myself the time and space to write.

But I don’t call myself a writer. I don’t call myself an artist – even though everyone tells me that I’m so creative. I don’t know what to call myself. No one word defines me.

I struggle with my inability to just put myself out there. I surround myself with people who are more interesting than me so that I don’t have to take center stage.

I have no idea why I am even doing this. I can’t imagine that anyone would even be interested in anything I have to say.

So here goes nothing….