So much has changed for me in just a short 10 days. Seriously, not even two weeks. Crazy. For one, I’ve been coming to terms with the fact that all those plans of monetizing this blog and utilizing adsense on my youtube account are no longer applicable. Which is weird because I didn’t want to do it to begin with, and now I don’t want to see it go. I feel like I’m backing out on an obligation, breaking my word like a promise.
I hate ads. No, seriously, with a vengeance hate ads. I will back out of a site quicker than a cat on a mouse if it has a bunch of ads. But you do desperate things when you feel the need, so I tried to join the masses and sold out to using ads. I had to quit work, and then we needed to move. So, we evaluated several options and rearranged everything. (I went through that here if you’re interested).
So there I was, committing to a schedule of blogging, inspired or not, trying to appease the masses, getting a twitter account, a pinterest account, a tumblr account (now deactivated), using google plus, and who knows what else I had “poo-poohed” in the past. Now I can admit that I’m only following people on twitter for the same reason they’re following me, they don’t want to lose me as a number in their “followers” list. I can’t get anything out of it because it’s nothing but people trying to get other people and not actually interacting out of desire, and most certainly not making friendships or meaningful relationships that you can benefit from. Same for tumblr. I will admit pinterest isn’t pointless. I doubt I’ll use it to a great extent, but it’s not horrible.
So then, a few days ago, a sequel arrived in the mail I’d been waiting for.
I had read the original years ago, when we still lived in Knoxville (or at least those first few months here when I still utilized the Knoxville library religiously.) I bought the first two, and my husband bought me the third as a present-thank you dear! After 24 hours, it was read.
I googled something completely off topic. I don’t even remember what it was now. And Shelby Bach’s blog came up. Odd. I’m still reading it, from the beginning. I’m up to 2011 as of right now and can’t wait to finish it and move to the new one. It reminded me so much of my blog in the beginning, only better. My blog evolved greatly over the first few years. It still is evolving, I hope. My writing improved without measure. This is the third address for my blog that started in 2010. I hope to eventually have all the old posts move over and delete the old accounts, but I digress. Bach’s blog reminded me of why people read mine. They lived through my blog and life the same way I was trying to live through her’s, I just didn’t realize it. I couldn’t imagine anyone wanting to “be me” or live any part of my life. But now I can. I also realized how much I like her and would love to be “friends” with her (the fb kind or something-you know). That’s rare for me.
So, I’m no longer going to post just recipes on every Monday and worry when I don’t, or scrap together a how-to for Wednesdays. I’m going to write when I’m inspired, when I feel I have a moment to share, about my life in all its boring (to me) glory. If it’s only once a week or transferred old posts, I’m not going to worry about it anymore! I will enjoy the blogging more, and I hope those who have followed me from the beginning will enjoy it too and once again use me as a portal instead of just recipes and tidbits. Thanks readers! I hope you enjoy!