We all struggle with it. The big T-Word. Time. Or rather, time management. Otherwise known as, Why did I just spend an hour perusing blogs when there are dishes in the sink, laundry to be folded, and then there’s that minor matter of those children I’m supposed to be raising?
So yeah, I’m blogging about blogging. Which is five kinds of pathetic, I know. See, I started blogging quite impulsively, as I do most things. I jumped in with both feet without really knowing what it was all about or how time consuming it could be.
I had heard of blogs. My friend Jordana was blogging long before I ever gave it a second thought. But I never paid much attention to them until I started my own. And I don’t think I really expected anyone to ever actually read it.
But then they did! And once people started commenting, I started reading their blogs and commenting back. And from their blogrolls, I found even more fun blogs to read. And soon I discovered Bloglines.
Now I am up to 80 feeds on my Bloglines subscription, and it’s still growing. I’m a very social person by nature, and that carries over into blogging. But some days I feel like my socializing on the computer is infringing on my socializing with the people in real life that I love the most. And I realize that I need to scale back.
I don’t want blogging to ever feel like more of an obligation than a fun diversion. But it was getting dangerously close to that point, so I’ve had to do something to keep it from getting out of hand. Some of my blogging buddies have talked of giving up their Bloglines completely, but instead of that, I have begun to make use of that nifty feature, the “mark all read” button. It’s very liberating! Kind of like getting all of those outgrown clothes out of my closet! (Not that I’m likening your thoughtful posts to old clothes, but you get the drift.)
I also have to remind myself that it’s okay not to comment on every single post that I read. What can I say, I like to know when people are reading my blog, so I figure they like to know when I’m reading theirs. So if you haven’t seen me around in your comments so much lately, I’m still around, just not as often as I’d like.
My husband likes to say of me, “She has two speeds — stop and go.” And that pretty much sums me up, right there. I’m hoping I can find some sort of moderation with this blawg thang, so that I can continue to enjoy it without letting it infringe upon my “real life”. ‘Cause my real life, it’s pretty sweet. I don’t want to miss out on it.