My "First" Blog

Here I am again.

I must have done this dozens of times by now. I get a blog site, open a page, write one post, don't touch it for a few months, go back, start over because I think I want my tone to be different and I want consistency, ignore it for a few months, rinse and repeat.

If you've never seen me before, hello! If you have seen me before, welcome back friends! Glad to have you with me on this journey.

My goal for this blog is to share with you what life has been like for me as an American ex-pat in England. I've been living here for over a year now, and while I'm feeling more at home here than ever, I still feel a strong connection to my home country. I am still involved in the politics over there, even though the odds of it actually affecting me on a day-to-day bases have plummeted. I care about social issues there because I am NOT one of those Americans that thinks the U.S. is the greatest country in the world.

As you can guess by the name, I want to share what I'm doing here. It's a question I ask myself everyday. What am I doing here? Am I working on bettering myself? Am I taking time for self-care on the days I feel lousy? Am I making a positive contribution to society?

I'll talk about politics and LGBT issues as they come up in discussions I have with others. I will talk about cooking and share recipes and pictures. I have TikTok, and I'll try to actually do something with that so I can share it on here. I'll talk about fitness and share my goals and progress. It won't always be pretty. It will be emotional and raw and I won't always use the best language.

I hope you stick around with me and see exactly what I'm doing here.

Cheers!~

Location: Carpenders Park, Little Oxhey Ln, Watford WD19 5BA, UK

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