Blogging troubles

I feel like the time has come for me to come clean.

Blogging is hard. Not because I run out of things to say and photos to post. Not because it is an enormous time suck that takes most of my evenings, day after day. Not because it is the least paid job in the world. Which it is!

Blogging will connect you. All of the sudden you will have hundreds of friends who are talented and share their lives with brilliant posts that are well worth visiting. You will read, laugh, ponder, comment. You will look forward to checking their blogs. Through them you will meet others…

And most of these new found friends will host a link up. A great one too. To share your content. To inspire you to write about an interesting topic, to give you the opportunity to enter a writing or photography challenge, to help you with a prompt when you are low on ideas, to make it simple for you to put together a post when you are running out of time, to share your favorite joke, recipe, shoes, memory, pins…

This is why I find blogging hard. I want to play along. I DO! I see a great link up and think “I must remember to participate”. But with my Monday Listicles I burn out. And I am sorry. Not linking to my friends memes gives me that awful feeling, like when my son nags me to play hungry hippos right in the middle of me draining pasta from the hot pot. I want to, but we also have to eat.

I sat down to write about some of the posts I enjoyed reading in January. As I started looking around, copying and pasting I realized I will not be going to bed before midnight yet again. That I will feel like rubbish for not including everyone I want to.

So please forgive me. Know that I read your blogs. That I comment on maybe half of the ones I read. That I enjoy spending time in your company, reading about your life. That sometimes when you share something I can relate to it helps me thorough a rough day. That I find myself often thinking about stories I read or planning to take a photo you inspired me to.

These are some of the link ups I would join every week if it had a hundred days :

Poetry WorkshopVlog TalkLet's BEE FriendsiPhone Photo PhunMama’s Losin’ It

And I am linking this to:

Cold season

I have a cold. But it is not common like the other ones I had this season. My Grandma always says a cold will last a week if you do something about it or seven days if you don’t. Just based of that I have caught a mutation. There are other reasons that lead me to believe I have something special: the lack of symptoms for one, the jumbled up sequence of events and the overall surprise factor everyday. But there is one thing that is consistent. Every evening it worsens. So I decided to call it the fancy doll cold, after those toy dolls that close their eyes when you lay them down. Because as I lay down my nostrils shut down and I can’t breath through them. Then to add insult to injury an awful tickle appears in my throat and makes the last usable airway unhappy. As they say we learn from experience so after a few miserable nights I have now learned to avoid going to bed.

In all of this I created my blog. So in conclusion colds are a great way to jump start my blogging!! But please while you read this feel a tiny bit sorry for me…