Last New Year's Eve, at the dawning of the new decade, I made a list. It was a list of about twenty resolutions. Some were obviously repeats from 2009, some were new. I promised myself that this year would be great (though 2009 wasn't bad) and I would work very hard to continually improve. All of the resolutions were geared toward self improvement. Some were very clear and specific goals and some were more vague.
One thing that I vowed to do was keep a journal. It's something I've done off and on throughout my adult life. Writing helps me contend with and air out my personal grievances. I purchased a nice leather journal and was doing very well with it.
Then, in March, my grandmother died. I sat on the couch in her living room and watched on the big, flat screen television as my Aunt literally went through every inbox, outbox, saved, folder, etc in my Grandma's e-mail in front of the family. My Aunt meant well, and being 89, my Grandma surely would have deleted any proverbial dirty laundry in anticipation of the inevitable, but this was a huge eye opener for me.
I came home and immediately took note of all of my proverbial dirty laundry lying around. I went through my e-mail accounts and stewed over what to do about my journal. Like a 15 year old girl, I would just die if anyone ever read it. So into the shredder the journal went and I moved my adventures in self-absorbed rambling online. That way all of my personal crap will go straight to my password-protected grave with me.
I've really taken advantage of the never-ending free space available online for my typing pleasures. In keeping with my resolution, I've bitched and moaned regularly to no one on my blog but me at least thrice weekly. I've enjoyed it so much, that I have decided to start rambling publicly in addition to my too-juicy-for-anyone-else's-eyes-but-mine blog.
So we'll see how it goes...
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