Soooo… I’ve been *thinking* about starting a blog for more than a little while. Here’s some insight into my thought process on why it’s taken so long to actually *do*: If I started one, what would I write about? If I did write, would people care enough to read it? Do  If they do read it, do I have enough _____ (fill in the blank with the right word) to respond to feedback? Do I have time to write? Why do I feel compelled? Once the thought-train starts picking up speed, it’s hard to slow it down sometimes. And never mind the different tangents it can run away on…

One of my alter-egos, the planner, is a little put out that tonight I stopped *thinking* about it and actually created a blog. Another alter-ego, the doer, is doing a little happy dance (complete with pom-poms) excited to be in action. 

The tipping point was a 2:18pm AH-HA moment. I was dutifully hunkered down and hammering out progress on a major project with a 5pm deadline. (I’ve been diligent lately with my personal productivity). It dawned on me that I’ve been spending way too much time lately generating work content and not enough generating life content. And so I am resolved to reverse this worrying trend. 

Which loops back to where I started: deciding to actually create this blog. This afternoon, I decided I have content. Life, in all it’s loveliness. And I’m not sure I care whether anyone reads it. I’m also not sure I “have” time, but I am determined to *make* it. I’ve kept a paper journal for years, so there’s my motivation. 
Pollyanna on Purpose … to see all the wonderful possibility in any situation, like Pollyanna. Purposefully. This is my accountability experiment.

What’s yours?