blogging... is it a disease?
I'm sitting at my desk and I should be going to bed.
But I'm not...
I should at least be washing the dishes, starting a few things to please my boss or finishing one of my multiple wips.
But I'm not.
And why is that?
Worse than that, because I'm considering altering my blog template again, because I'm looking for means to do cool things with my blog skin and make the most of my blog features.
Will it last if I succeed? certainly not.
I will probably try to alter it again, and try to add new cool features...
Will it improve my well-being, my life or my mental health in one way or another? probably not.
Is it essential to my survival. God! no.
So why am I spending so much time on it, why do I lose sleep over it, why do I neglect my housework, my husband, and even my manicure over it.
Do I need help?
4 Comments:
I say blogging is additive, once you blog, you look at others, update yours, comment on others, check your comments, and the circle grows! I love it, but also like you have neglected housework, laundry, sleep, just to blog and read blogs, but I feel like I've gain a ton of cool friends who like to do what I do. Do you need help? Only help getting more yarn!!!!
I am actually getting more yarn right now on ebay (who can have enough of yarn? not me!). I'm glad to see I'm not the only blogaddict out there. And you're right, it's so pleasant to read about people that share the same passion for crochet.
I feel you on this :)
Well, blogging helps us connect to friends that we may never meet in person but feels so connected to us that they're like soulmates :)
Hello Emy, thanks for visiting :)
I agree with you, I love the internet because I've been able to meet crocheters by the dozen when I hardly could find one in my neighborhood, and having a blog dedicated to making crocheted clothes (something French crocheters seldom have interest in) helped me meet with other garment-crocheters, and it's so pleasant and rewarding to talk with people who share the same interests.
Now I see how blogging is a blessing, although an addictive one.
;o)
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