Well it’s been way over a month since I’ve last posted (February 1). For that, faithful reader, I sincerely apologize. Sometimes life just has a way of taking us away from the things we love (blogging, sleeping, Snapchatting, etc.), to do the things we don’t love as much (school, work, paying bills, taxes, etc.), simply to survive. How awful is that, right? I know.. I know. Adulting is weird & overrated (more on my adulting later).
So how about I address the elephant in the room: how do I look? Do you love it? Hate it? Huh? Huh? (seriously — comment below, drop some feedback, just nothing too brutal. I’m still self-conscious) I made the very prolonged decision to pack up my dusty Blogger bags and make the big move to WordPress. It was a tough decision (not really) because I’ve been on Blogger since ancient days of Passion Fueled (2009) and I just really felt like I knew exactly what I was doing over there, ya know? I knew where to go to do what I want, I knew how to make things look how I liked. It was what I was used to. I guess it was sort of an attachment thing if you will. The familiarity that had become my blog. But sometimes you just have to take a dive, embrace change and submerge yourself in the unknown, especially when it could be better for you in the long run (this may be way too dramatic for a blog). I mean.. I do look much better.. don’t I?
Over on old faithful (Blogger), I just didn’t have anywhere near the capabilities that I do here on WordPress. And if you’re a blogger who used Blogger and switched like I did, you know where I’m coming from. There’s so much more I can offer the world. Do a little perusing and see for yourself. I also look so much neater and more clean cut. And I’m able to throw in some bells and whistles for your entertainment. At least that’s my intention. But I have to take a moment to say this: I should have listened to you, daddy! 🙂 Shout out to pops, one time. He’s been insisting that I get on WordPress for a very long while and I simply just brushed it off. Such a naive, daughter-who’s-an-adult-and-always-thinks-she-knows-what-she’s-doing move. Especially silly when the man does this for a living. It makes me realize that I maybe kind of miss being told what to do (emphasis on ‘maybe’) because this whole adulting thing is just.. sigh, more on that later, ok!
I’ve said all of this to say.. I’m happy & excited to re-introduce you to the new and improved – and hopefully more consistent – Passion Fueled. In the process of the big move, I even pondered – dare I say it – a name change..*gasp* I know.. crazy, right? But in the end, I just couldn’t go through with it. If you know me, then you know Passion Fueled is one of the very few things that has been consistent in my life over the past 7-8 years and I just can’t bring myself to be known by anything else.
So as I embark on this new and improved (and better looking) journey, please be my guest. Follow, subscribe, visit often, comment, like, share.. the whole social shabang! I think this could be the start, or should I say continuation of an amazing Passion Fueled journey.
Yours truly,
W.
whitty lianne 