Unbranding
So this little blog thing here has done at lot for me over the past few years. It let me work through some stuff I otherwise would’ve complained a lot about to my family and friends {though don’t be mistaken, they got their fair earful}. It presented me with some really cool opportunities I wouldn’t have gotten to experience under other circumstances. And it got me {one of} the job{s} I have today, which allows me to spend a huge portion of my time with my rowdy two year old. {I can complain all I want about how hard that is, but I really wouldn’t want it any other way.}
This blog goes and gives me all this good mojo, and what do I in return? Turn my back on it. I’ve more than a little bit abandoned my original internet baby in favor of taking care of my actual baby {fair, right?} along with other people’s internet babies. And though I get paid to do things for the other people’s internets, it’s not fair that my own webchild doesn’t get a little love too.
The problem is this is a food and fitness blog. Only there isn’t a ton of fitness going on right now {I’m in PT for an old, stubborn knee injury and recovering from 3 fractured ribs} and the food part, although happening, isn’t what you’d call blog worthy. {Food blogging actually takes up an insanely ridiculous amount of time that you’d never imagine possible.}
I learned a long time ago that if you want your blog to be your business you have to treat it like one; you have to treat it like a brand.
Well right now I don’t want to have a brand. I don’t want to be cornered into a certain niche. I don’t need ONLY food and fitness things to fill this space. I don’t need ONLY baby, toddler, and mom things to fill that space. Well, I kind of do. But somewhere in between the two there has to be room for just me.
I don’t need rebranding, I just need room for a fresh perspective. So for awhile you might see things on here that you don’t really give two cents about. What I write may benefit you in no way at all. But it might benefit me and my blogbaby by just giving myself some {{{{{{{{{{ space }}}}}}}} to put stuff. Words, pictures, ideas, thoughts, moments, or nothing at all. Whatever.
So one day I might be able to tell you about the guy that’s been sticking needles in my leg for the past month, leaving me screaming in agony yet putting a smile on my face because for the first time in 4 years I can run almost 2 minutes pain-free, or I might decide to let you in on the secret that I might be the only person in the entire world to not think Breaking Bad is the bomb.com.
So yeah. End post of nothing.
But first links. There’s always reading to be done. 
Babbling.
Why I’m Changing My Tune on the Paleo Diet
Confession: My Toddler is Overweight
