I wish I could make my first post of the new year a super happy one, full of hope and promise for the year ahead but I’m annoyed. I’m so annoyed, and I’m annoyed at being annoyed. I’m annoyed that my blog has been broken since my hosting crashed last year. I’m annoyed that the backups were incomplete and I’m annoyed that when I “restored” it, it didn’t actually restore most of my photos. I’m annoyed that it’s taken me months to redo most of the photo’s coding, and I’m annoyed that I’ve gotten sick of doing it and it taking so long so I have had to put hundreds of posts in drafts until I can bare to start working on them and making them complete again.
I’m annoyed that I’ve had various strains of colds for over a month, in varying degrees of making me so tired I can hardly do anything. I’m annoyed that I feel behind in my work, and then couple that with being sick and tired. I’m annoyed that I feel like I’m not getting anything done. I’m annoyed that I want to see so many places but you need holiday time and money to do this. I realise I’m lucky in the amount I travel and the places we go, but this is my rant and I’m annoyed I don’t get to do more.
I’m annoyed at the state of the world. I’m annoyed that people seem to lack a whole lot of compassion these days, and I’m annoyed that tragedies are becoming so commonplace that they often don’t get a second glance once read about. I’m just so damn annoyed.
Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, I’m hoping to be more positive and write about all the things I couldn’t share last year because my blog was broken, and it made me broken. A few things happened personally that threw me and broke me, and now I hope to pick up some of the pieces and get back to focusing more on the happy, and the small victories. It’s harder to see the smaller things when so many large things throw you.
One thing I noticed looking back at my older posts was how my weekly “Life Lately” posts focused on small happy things that happened that week. Even if it was trying out a new dinner recipe, a hair cut, painting my nails, or extra snuggly cats. I’d like to get back to that, and celebrate the small things again here on my blog and in life. I got lost, now I’ve got to work at finding my way back.
