It’s been a strange year on this blog.
For the first six months I really felt like I had gotten in the zone – I was posting regularly, planning my posts, considering what content I wanted to put up and taking care of chores like snapping photographs so the process was as easy as possible. And I was really enjoying it. I’ve had this blog for nearly six years now and it’s become such a quirky record of my life in so many ways. It’s definitely caused frustrations and annoyances at times but overall I have loved having my own space to say or share whatever I want.
Then around June a few things changed.
Probably one of the biggest things for me was that I started running again. I really pushed myself with it too, so no matter what time I got home from work I’d put on my gear and head out for an hour. There were nights I’d get home at 11pm and it’d be an icy six degrees out and I had to start work early the next day but I still did it. I found it helps me sleep much better (shift work can really knock you around with your sleeping patterns) and it also helps clear out a lot of the work or life stuff churning around in my head. Everything is clearer and the world is a better place after I go for a run. Problem is, the one or two hours spent doing that is time I usually would have spent with my computer on at some point.
I also started an AFL blog that took up a fair bit of time as I worked out how I wanted it to run. After a few years in the wilderness with footy I had been really looking forward to this season, even though Port Adelaide ended up being a disappointment (premiers 2016). The work on the AFL blog was labour intensive, plus I went to a lot more footy games this year than I have in ages and watched a lot more on TV – more time taken away from this blog.
And that’s also when things started up with the boy. I hate to be that friend but it just took a little bit of my concentration away. Sorry.
I’ve felt like the past couple of months have just been dialled in a bit and for anyone who has read this blog for a period of time and thought it has all turned to shit, then I apologise. I’ve barely been able to make much of an effort apart from ‘Thoughts of the Week’ and my ‘Things I Bought’ posts. I’ve considered on a few occasions whether I draw a line in the sand and finish up here but in the end I just couldn’t bear to do it. I have loved this blog and the time I have spent on it – over those past six years it has been a creative outlet like no other for me. I’ve never, ever been worried about followers or readers because I have built this thing for my own enjoyment and I’ve always thought with some amazement how wonderful it is that anyone else has wanted to read it.
Tomorrow I am heading overseas to the US, Canada, Cuba and Mexico. I’ll be gone for almost three months and to be honest, I don’t see myself posting on here while I am away. It’s been a big dream of mine to take this trip and I am enormously excited about it, however I don’t want the pressure of keeping a blog updated. I will be putting plenty of photos up on Instagram so for anyone interested in my holiday then that will be the best way to play along – my username is @mustardjumper. I’ll also be endeavouring to try and use Twitter a bit again but I won’t make too many promises on that front. I’ve started a Tumblr for my family and friends to follow my trip and while I’d rather not overtly advertise it here, there’s a lot of people I’ve met through running this blog that I feel have become my friends over the years. If anyone would like the link then send me an email – the best address is firstname.lastname@example.org – or a DM on Twitter.
So there you have it. It’s been one of the strangest but most enjoyable years I’ve had in a while and I have a feeling that will only continue over the coming weeks. An adventure like no other. Wish me luck and see you in December.