Squinting at my iPhone trying to read @markbiwwa‘s latest post about why you should not be blogging actually inspired me to write something. Unfortunately my blogging moments are very few and dispersed, partly because I don’t have that much time (I work 10 hours a day at a job which sometimes sucks the life out of me, and I’m a housewife too, so that means after work I come home, cook, clean and feed). The other part is because I tend to think most of the things I want to blog about are uninteresting to other people; that’s when my self confidence and a little sprinkling of laziness kicks in and I say to myself “maybe next time”.

So I hear you asking, “why are you blogging at this time of day when you really should be at work?” The truth is, I dragged myself out of bed at 6 to go to work this morning and ended up coming back home feeling quite poorly.

As I came in, I noticed a stack of books on the stairs and thought to myself, that would be the perfect way to spend a sick day; reading something, ‘the fry chronicles’ to be exact. Now I have a very weird habit when I start reading a book. I tend to open it at a random page and choose a sentence, then take it all in, draw conclusions about the book and make a mental note. When I finish the book, I do the same thing, and then compare. Why I do this is still not known to myself.

Adds sentence she stupidly forgot to include:

The point of this whole blog was to share the sentence, which in my mental notes, promises the book to be an inspiring read.

The only reason people do not know much is because they do not care to know.

So to summarise: