Inspiration? Not really.

My sister-in-law recently made a comment to me about reading one of my blog posts and "inspiration". Either she was questioning where I got my inspiration, or commenting that I gave her inspiration. I'm not sure, and I'm not being deliberately vague here, I just didn't catch the full sentence (boy noises in the background you see, and then we were on to another more juicy topic). I didn't care about the exact wording because it was intended to be a compliment...I hope.

Anyways, regarding getting inspiration for my blog, I am not sure it's about inspiration at all. My conclusion is that now that my brain is pretty much clear of work-related crap (presentations, processes, protocol, politics, etc), my mind is empty. Free to roam into all sorts of previously unexplored territory. I am actually able to think about the random ideas that cross my mind instead of having them quickly replaced by deliverables with deadlines. I have availability. The downside of this availability, is that if anything is bothering me, I have lots of hours to stew about it, and chase my own thoughts around in circles. Aarrghh!!

While there are lots of questions and topics that occur to me that seem blog-worthy, they may not be remotely interesting to anyone else. So I am always on the hunt for "inspiration" for both my own edification and that of my readers.

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