Hi there! I’m the ” Sheena” behind Sheena of the Journal. I never liked my name as a kid, but it does work well in a pun :).
As an introvert, I find writing an “about me” page both nerve-wracking and somewhat pointless. After all, who really wants to know that I love salty snacks, the color purple, and rainy days? But I realize that despite the trivial nature of the info, I too have found myself pouring over the bios of my favorite bloggers, soaking in ridiculous details with relish, and then referring to them on a first name basis in my mind as if we’ve always been BFF’s. Not creepy at all, right? Not to worry, my secret best buds, actual stalking is too much personal contact for me.
So I guess that opens the door to the first thing about me. I’m a high-functioning introvert in an extroverted world. I have three kids, who are all very pretty, and very loud. I’ve been happily married to my best friend and teenage sweetheart for almost 17 years.
I struggled with starting this blog for almost a year. As a busy mom of 3, this venture loomed like too much time, too much work, too much talking! (#introvertproblems). But I’m here now, and so glad that I took the plunge.
For years I collected stacks of beautiful notebooks with no idea how to fill them. If you don’t put down something poetic and meaningful its ruined, right?! Well, no, but it feels that way. My struggle with journaling wasn’t just a perfectionist problem, it was a struggle with self-expression in general. When you are constantly editing yourself in life, it’s hard to be open and honest on paper, even if you know you’re the only one who will ever see it.
In late 2015 I found myself coming up for air after a whirlwind year and a half with my new baby. He was finally walking, talking, and a little more self-sufficient. Some breathing room was opening up to me. It felt like I was coming home to myself, a ragged and war-torn survivor with a touch of post-traumatic stress (seriously, show me an Elmo pacifier and I start rocking back and forth in the corner). I needed to start taking some control of my schedule, get my life organized again, and say hi to my own thoughts and feelings again – which get pretty jumbled and crazy when you’re in the trenches with a decidedly unreasonable 1-year-old.
That’s when my good friends, Pinterest and Instagram, began to generously share with me all of that lovely Bullet Journal eye candy. I bought yet another beautiful notebook and began to fill the pages with my life. Mundane things, like laundry, my plans for dinner and what to bring to the class party. Nothing intimidating about that. But the act of writing every single day opened a window in my brain. Suddenly I was drawing again, though I hadn’t in over ten years. Suddenly sharing my true feelings on the page isn’t so scary. So a work of literary and artistic glory, no it was not. But meaningful…Yes! Perhaps even a bit poetic, at times.
So anyway, long story short, that’s why I’m here. I’ll be hanging out here, to show how journaling can bring balance and organization back into your life and share my practical strategies for productivity, time management, and above all, a little peace and quiet :).
If you’d like to talk, shoot me a message below!