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Friday, April 07, 2006 

Time to Think

It takes me around six months to absorb most information properly, or acclimate to a new idea. I found this out while I was back at university for, like, the millionth time. I would take a class, work my butt off and get a good mark, but the term would end I still felt like I didn't have a proper grasp of the material. This was especially true of theory-heavy classes, or the classes I took on Shakespeare and Joyce. But I found that about six months or so after taking these classes, things would start to come back to me, things would start to click.

I'm finding that this might actually be true of most of my heavy learning curves. Childrearing is definitely one of those. I always feel behind in the game, scrambling to keep a handle on what my child might want to do for entertainment, eat, or make mischief with. I can look back on what happened several months ago and wonder at my own ignorance while simultaneously wishing things were more like those previous times. I don't wish my child to stay young forever - I'm not nuts and I do want to have a life someday - but sometimes I wish he wouldn't grow up quite so darn fast. I have found that reading about others' experience provides some small solace, so whenever I feel really at my limit I sit down with one of my Dr. Sears books. It sounds really silly, but so far they're the only folks that have the wisdom to put things in a non-judgmental way. Like everything other situation in my life, my family is of no use. And don't get me started on the in-laws.

Strangely, I feel the same curve of adjustment seems to have happened with blogging. I stopped blogging about six months ago because I got sick of circling aimlessly in my husband's blogging community. I have nothing against any of them personally, with the exception of the idiot master So'Con and his pathetic wife, but they just weren't the kind of reading I wanted to do. Taking that time to get clear has helped me get that there needs to be a purpose to a blog - not "just cuz" - or the posts are pointless and rambly. I think I will also feel better building my OWN community and readership, rather than inheriting someone else's.

With that, I'd like to welcome myself back. Say good fucking riddance to So'Con, the brainless wonder. And welcome back Dave and Joe as readers. It's worth coming back to. As for parenting, we'll see if I survive.

By "Dave", you mean.. uh.. me?

I'm glad to see you have me udder half on the sidebar :-)

Yes, Dave, I mean you. Unless you know another aspiring actor in Huntington Beach married to a Dorian whose name is Dave.

How true: there needs to be a purpose to a blog - not "just cuz" - or the posts are pointless and rambly.

I, too, am trying not to simply inherit an audience so being on your sidebar rocks!

Thanx ever so... *cheers* |_|)

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