The Queen of Half Assed
AKA “She who starts with a flourish, gives up half way through, hacks it all together, and ends up quite pleased with the rushed finish job – which is always imperfect”.
I just needed to reassure you all – the reason I’m an “inspiring blogger” is that I am GREAT at starting projects. I get all fired up and inspired. Evangelical even. I start. I continue. And then… ummm I get a little bored.
Follow through is not my middle name.
So from recent posts you would now expect me to be svelte, have lost a stone, be super rich and totally confident.
I’ve started all these things. Been totally on board and convinced in the moment.
But I’m a dancer. A two step forwards, one step back and wiggle your tail feather kinda gal.
So I have a profound realisation. A moment of complete clarity. A vision even. I act. I act. I get bored. I realise something else. And on it goes.
If I were growing up in America now they’d probably have me down for ADD or something.
But sod it. I’m the Queen of Half Assed.
Each typo you spot is a sign that I made it through to the end. Without them the project, the post would not have been birthed.
Oh glorious typos. Wonderous hairs out of place, smudged lipstick and holes in my tights. You are the signs of my vision birthed into the world!