Tag Archives: blogging
WordPress just congratulated me on my anniversary. Apparently it’s four years since I registered my blog. Cool. Not that I have been blogging the whole time, kept a yearlong break between Spring 2012 and Spring 2013. But still. Happy Anniversary to Management by Chia. This beautiful card is from The Two Pink Ladies.
Warning. This will be the most boring post you’ve read on Management by Chia perhaps ever. Some of you might have noticed a new ”button” here on my blog: Follow me on bloglovin’. For those of you not yet familiar with bloglovin’, it’s a simple and aesthetically nice blog reader. Like a Facebook feed but […]
I’ve had a severe case of wanderlust these last few days. I’ve been dreaming about people I know abroad and miss, about places I’ve never been to and about places I long to visit again. I’ve woken up sad, laughing, angry, happy… and tired. Most of all, I’ve woken up tired this whole damned week. […]
I had great plans for going early to bed tonight. Trying to behave like a grown-up instead of an eleven year old that needs to go back to school soon. All that “I need to go to work on Tuesday, and so if I sleep all Monday, I won’t sleep the night before Tuesday”… That […]
I have something fairly exciting to tell you. A while ago I started talking about how it’s time for me to make some changes in my life. I think it was an explosion just waiting to happen really. And to match the outside with the feeling on the inside, the first for others visible change […]
what an enormous response my last post got, thank you to all my new followers. of course, i have now been panicking the last 24 hours or so, how can i possibly write something profound, or funny, enough to keep all my (new) readers? not to mention if i want to reach out to even […]
some people ask me why i blog, why anyone blogs for that matter, and i become a bit embarrassed, not knowing what to answer. others say i should write more; do it for a living, and i become a bit embarrassed, mumbling something about how i’d love to, but… there’s always been that little but. […]