Enjoying real life with my family at the mall.
I get pretty disillusioned with blogging sometimes. When I first started I was super gung-ho. I mean REALLY gung-ho. I started under pressure from friends, and quickly found it was an easy way to document my family's happenings that I could even print off.
Then last summer I felt weird about blogging and the computer in general. I cut my time to an hour a day on the computer, for anything at all on the computer. That still sounds like a lot, but it was pretty hard to fit the things in that I needed to. I kept a running list of things to look up on a piece of paper, so when my hour was on, I could go to town (mostly reading about nutrition, I'm a little obsessed). But it freed me up so much. Immediately I saw a difference in my self, my happiness, and my parenting. That lasted a few months. Then it wore off (you know, I need to just hop on for this or that). And I'm back to being discontent.
So I tried to simplify my blog. But I think it's become boring. I don't say anything important. Now I'm trying to figure out what I am doing blogging anyway. It's not my record-keeper anymore. What should I blog about? I always blogged about my kids in the past. That's great for grandmas and occasionally for the crowd. Why do I have a blog? Sure seems like blogging in one way or another (reading others' blogs or posting on my own) takes up a lot of time. Is it worth it?
I know some of you have these feelings. I'm just trying to sort them out. Because in some ways, I think my life was better, I was happier, my kids were happier, before I started blogging.
Amish buggy driver in Lancaster County. I think about the Amish a lot, ever since seeing them in '08. I think they have a lot of things right. Sometimes I wish I could live that life. They don't blog.
But then, I've learned a ton. Like a TON TON from blogs. Even if I stopped blogging, I don't think I could break my sneak peak addiction at DesignSponge.
Look, I just totally wasted YOUR time by posting this. Sorry. ;)
