SKIP Challenge

I’m really more of a builder than a visionary. I would always tell people that my husband and I were a great match because he dreamed it up, and I made it happen.

But then he died.
While I was in prison.

It’s a long story, but the short version is I love you. And I love me.
And that’s pretty much all I know about who I am.

I’m starting over.
There’s a lot of stuff that needs fixing, and a lot of things that need doing, and a lot of dreams that need envisioning. I’m going to do my best, but in my-normal-builder style, I need to stay organized.

It makes me feel like I’m doing something, and holding myself accountable for those somethings…
at least I till I get in the habit of dreaming.

You know me— or, at least I think you do– how else would you have found this place? Now I’m feeling suspicious.

Where was I going with this?

Oh yes.
Where am I going?
That’s the question, and this is the place where I’ll be answering it.

I’ll be tagging relevant posts SKIP, so you can do just that if you’re not interested. I’m going to pretend it stands for “Seeking Kinetically-Imperfect Perfection”.  Let’s pretend together.

Feel free to offer up ideas, provide solutions, judge, laugh with me, cry at me, and on. You’re welcome in my process because that’s how I rawr.

Just some disclaimers: Those posts could be various forms of content — maybe just a song, or a quote– since I’m literally imagining this to be a corkboard awkwardly shaped like blog posts. Plus, there’ll be swear words and possibly thoughts on sex and relationships.

So maybe you don’t want to look at all.

Or maybe just check in every once in awhile.
Or maybe you do want to follow…

Shoot, I don’t even know how I feel about socks. I’m not really in a place to be bossing you around.

I don’t even know how I feel about being bossy.
It seems like something I’d like.
Not as much as I like you, though, so no worries there.

In fact, no worries in general, yeah?
Don’t panic.

I can fix this, and then everything’s gonna be okay.

In the meantime, if you’d like to figure yourself out, too, you’re welcome to follow along with these projects and thoughts I’ve assigned myself.  Go in whatever order works for you, or pick and choose as you please– after all, that’s what I’m doing.  Tag it “SKIP” or link it here so I can find you and support you.

Suggestions? Let me know.

13 thoughts on “SKIP Challenge

  1. Well I can tell you about how I feel about socks.
    I hate them. I hate tall ones and I hate short ones and fuzzy ones and not fuzzy ones. I hate them. But I live in Wisconsin and I like going out in the cold so sometimes I wear them. But then I splurge on the super nice wool ones because if you are going to have to do something you hate to keep you’re toes from falling off you might as well make it as pleasant as possible.


  2. I love socks. In fact, I was contemplating writing a blog post about my love of Autumn. Socks are an important component, especially new socks that are not all stretched out and wholey in the heels. I am passionate about socks. ❤

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  3. I am in need of reconnecting with myself, every time the depression monster attacks I lose pieces of myself and I fear I’ll lose them forever. So maybe this will help me, too. I like the way you rawr.

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  4. When I was a girl, toe socks were quite popular, so I wanted some. They were bright and colorful, and I liked that part, but the toe part felt weird. I hated that. Now I just see socks as mostly blister preventers. We tolerate each other, socks and I, but we’re not best friends.

    I like your SKIP idea, sweetie. Haven’t decided if I’ll play along – maybe after the holidays, for 2016. 🙂


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