What Does the Future Hold For Brocante?
The truthful answer is that I don’t know. It is exactly two weeks in to the New Year and the only realisations I have come to are that A) I feel all at odds with myself when I am not blogging. B) Finley will ALWAYS manage to get sick during the second week in January and C) I will always be ridiculous.
Heckity pie yes. The kind of ridiculous that falls over in hospital car parks, faints, vomits and fails quite dramatically to worry eleven year old son, who nearly falls over himself laughing after watching me hurtle towards an unsuspecting Volvo, (while falling off both pavement and high heel), and then decides after seeing it on a hospital poster that I must have carbon monoxide poisoning and promptly phones my Mum to inform her of this sorry turn of events.
Oh yes my dears, I am back. I am back without the sensible head I was hoping to stitch on before I came back. Back without a firm plan for going in to battle with #Vatmoss and back after talking to everybody I know and coming to the conclusion that what I really want to do, above all else, is write.
And so rather than trying to re-invent the wheel behind the scenes, I am back with a head full of ideas and a new raison d’etre: to help you create a life abundant with good old-fashioned well-being. I am back with a bare-bones site and the resolve to get back to the real business of blogging: not drowning myself in admin and troublesome kerfuffles, but inspiring you daily with all the little things it takes to live life the BrocanteHome way.
Why have I changed the tag line from Vintage Housekeeping to Vintage Well-being after all these years? For oh so many reasons. Because I spoke to a lovely, wise former marketing man who said that “housekeeping” did not encompass the way of life I wanted my lovely readers to embrace. Because I want to be able to talk about things that fall outside the remit of “housekeeping” while still staying true to my belief that our homes shape who we are. Because I want to be able to talk about whatever takes my fancy with you in that moment: to stop censoring my writing and to just let it flow. I have grown up. And I want Brocantehome to grow with me.
I know you have a lot of questions. Indeed I have dithered about coming black to blogging before I have worked out a firm plan for the continued monetisation of the site in light of the new EU directives on VAT, but I know this from all the lovely emails you have sent me in the meantime- that you would rather I carried the conversation on here, allowed you to help me shape the future of Brocantehome by seeking, as always, your opinion, and carried on my occasionally witty, usually nutty, oft inspirational ramblings in the meantime.
This then is for my sanity and yours. So in the words of Miranda’s charming little friend: bear with won’t you? As soon as I have made firm decisions about the future of my downloads, books and Superstar program I promise you will be the first to know, and all existing obligations will be met…
In the meantime, roll on 2015: I do believe I am ready for you and whatever delicious madness, you may, this way bring!