I found the word "me" on a tree
I went to see the movie Julie and Julia (I was the only one in the theater) last night. I also went by myself because I  figured no guy friend would want to go and it is not easy to find a babysitter at this point. I didn't go because it was about cooking although I would like to taste everything she cooked. The reason I went is because part of the movie had to do with blogging or more so writing. I have been wanting to write for about 31/2 years now and have been putting it off. I have a million excuses that go through my head. That is the problem I think, I think I think to much, well sometimes. I start asking myself questions.  I think they were used more as excuses, right?

Here is a list:

1.  Where does this desire to write come from?

2. What the hell do I write about anyway?

3. What if I am not supposed to right?

4. Who cares if I write?

5. Why should I care if others care if I write?

6. My grammar sucks and therefore no one will understand what I am trying to say anyway.

7. My vocabulary is not big enough - so I can't express myself.

8. I can't get the site to look good.

9. I can't write an "about" page.

10. Or even a "what I do page".

11. Will my writing correspond with my work and just confuse people?

12. Ultimately, I am scared to share my life and it's experiences with the world.

I am to damn worried about what other people might think. Maybe this whole project will help me get over myself and not worry about what other people think - because it doesn't matter! I just need to see it as a way to write about the judgment I make regarding my experience. I am a happily married father of 5. And yes it is a crazy life. My "work" situation isn't the greatest and I am still searching for that niche. It is not easy and it can be very tiring. But it is my reality and these are my circumstances. I in no way want to give it up but am always in search of how to truly face my reality. So, the blog is not designed yet, there are no other pages yet and there is nothing really fancy here. But I started. I guess.

Has anyone other struggled to start something? What moved you to get started?