And then in January 2018, I went and hit a wall.
I looked good on paper. I’d just finished my best year yet as a blogger, already looking to take things a step farther with a retooled Live from the 3.5. And adulting was alright, too—I had the routine down with the morning drop-offs, the house was kept relatively clean, and there wasn’t anyone clawing at the door for money. Life was good, and as my friends would point out, many would kill to be in my shoes—but don’t get any ideas. However, all that didn’t make for great storytelling, and no matter what I tried, I couldn’t get my words quite right. The volume was there, but the tank was empty—it was time to look for some new inspiration.
And with that in mind, enter Dad 2.0 2018.