I've had absolutely zero interest in uploading photos or making blog entries as of late.
I've had an online journal of some type for around the past 7 or 8 years. Ideally I'd love to keep a blog. I'd love to share funny stories of my children, photos that offer little glimpses into my life, and bits and pieces of our daily going-ons. I like thinking about having a blog and what it could be. I love the idea of blogging (even if I do hate that word).
In reality, I don't really like blogging. It's something that I really WANT to like. But I don't really. It feels like a chore.
I love reading blogs, and being inspired by others. I don't love the information overload, and I have a hard time regulating my computer time. There is SO much out there. Blogs are my reality tv. I get involved in the stories and families and watching the children of strangers (that I think of as friends) grow up. I laugh at their funny stories, shed a few tears over their hardships, admire their homes and talents, and wonder and even worry when someone's blog goes quiet for a long period of time without explanation. I often feel like I have more of a vested interest in the lives of strangers than in the lives of my real-life friends and family. I'm sure I'm not alone in this.
I plan on participating in Screen-Free Week coming up week after next. I need to fast from the computer. I need to stop using The Disney Channel as a crutch for entertaining Elliot. I need to become an active participant in my own life.
*Edit* I made the jump and invited some friends and family to read this blog. Maybe if I have a few more readers I'll be motivated to post!