My Compulsion to Preface

My dear friend, Doctor Love, informed me this week of the existence and intrigue of Mormon Mommy Blogs.  Somehow, this was the proverbial camel that broke my blog resisting, under-chiropractic-ized back.  If the Mormon Mommies can do it, so can I!

So, there I was, sitting in front of my Nasi Goreng, knowing I was ready to make a commitment to the internets.  Nonetheless, I avoided taking the leap.  I felt paralyzed by the need to choose a topic.  Unlike the Mormon Mommies, I do not have multiple husbands and multiple children and a smart phone on which to Instagram multiple daily images of such a clan.  I am not keen on sharing cheesy quotes or recipes for peanut butter cookies or children's games about the holy spirit.  Where, then, does that leave me?

I knew that I would likely feel quite fulfilled to write about the most mundane moments of my day -- the sort of detailed debrief to which I subject my closest friends.  Just days ago, I found deep satisfaction from explaining the sequence of analytic steps I took to deliver 700 grams of tasty cheese to Linsell Richards' refrigerator.  Surely there would be a few people in my readership who would enjoy the telling of this consumer tale (Doctor Love, perhaps?).  Still, I feel that Doctor, the blogosphere, and my ego deserve more.

If you know me -- and I'm assuming you do -- you have likely observed or dissected with me a trend that suggests I struggle to focus or make long-term commitments.  Now, here I am, trying to make a simple commitment to myself to regularly post to this blog (mainly out of self-indulgence and ego), and my usual internal dialogue is raging:  What if I choose a theme, and I end up disliking it?  Or, maybe I will choose a theme that is not my ultimate theme, and what is the point of expending my energy on something that is not my perfect fit?  I mean, what is the blog topic of my dreams?

Do you see what I'm doing here?

I do.  Because I do it ALL THE TIME.  WITH EVERYTHING.

I am waiting for divine intervention to inform me of the blog theme that is best suited to me.  My cosmic blog theme.  The blog theme that will bring me eternal happiness.  The blog love of my life.

[insert lightning bolt!!!]

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Am I having a moment of divine intervention informing me to write about divine intervention?

I am still not sure if the answer is 'yes' or 'no'.  BUT, I know that I have a theme (at least for a start).  This will be a space to share with you the other lightning bolts and sacred symbols and hardcore serendipity and absolute delights that I imbue with meaning and amazingness as i proceed with Anna's Greatest Hits Tour.

So, friends, please indulge me...