Blogging. Blogging is a simple pleasure I hate to love. I know, I know. It sounds horrible, but it’s true.
Ever since I started blogging again I look at everything (and I mean everything) as fodder for my blog. I’m always checking my stats. I’m always checking my reader to see if anyone posted any new blogs. I’m always trying to think of some new topic to write about. I’m always trying to think of new things to do with my page to help generate more hits.
During my three-month hiatus, blogging never came up on my radar. I never thought about it. I didn’t care about it. And I guess I was somewhat ashamed to admit what was going on in my life. When I finally gathered up the courage to write about my troubles and hit publish, all of the encouragement and well-wishes nabbed me, hook, line, and sinker.
Being part of the blogging community is a wonderful experience. You get to meet new and wonderful people. Funny people. Sincere people. People who have experienced the same things that you have and can relate to what’s going on in your life. I’ve become immersed in the blogosphere. I’ve become one with it. I feel the force.
If blogging is so flipping fantabulous then why do you hate to love it, Twindaddy?
I’m glad you asked, gentle reader, I’m glad you asked.
The answer, to be perfectly blunt, is because I spend all of my frickin’ free time blogging or reading blogs! In addition to some of my unfree time. It’s an obsession, and not by Calvin Klein.
I need to find some balance with this somehow. Luckily, most of my time spent on WordPress is at work, where I don’t have a whole lot of things to do right now anyhow. But I need to slowly ween myself off of it and get my usage down to an acceptable level. Too much of anything is a bad thing. I don’t know what overexposure to blogging would do to a person, but scientists are frantically researching this very pandemic currently and will have test results in a matter of months. Early indications are not pretty.
So there you have it. Blogging is the bane of my existence right now. Other things I also hate to heart are:
How about you, gentle reader, what things do you hate to heart?