What now?

So now I have a blog. What does this mean exactly? I'd written in a diary or journal most of my young life. Now that I am older I don't have the time, and really is this something I want the rest of the world to read. Is the rest of the world going to want to read it? Maybe no. This week has been a particularly frustrating week, why is it that we never seem to have any time? I can't seem to get everything done that I want to do in a day, by the end of the day I have more papers on my desk than I started with, I am frustrated that my kids didn't get enough accomplished ie: homework, chores and such. I work myself like a dog and at the end of the day I fall into bed knowing that tomorrow will only hold the same. There are things I would like to do, like spend a little more time on photography or go back and do things I used to enjoy like reading. Maybe I just need to be patient and let time takes it's course, the time for me isn't now but lately I see my own mortality and exactly how short life is. I want to savor every moment, seize every opportunity and make the most out of every day.