I can lose myself to the computer or tv for hours. When I am not watching hgtv or The OC Housewives you can usually find me on Facebook. I figure the more I am hooked to a screen, the less house work I need to accomplish. Plus, wiping the counters for the 5th time in one day, or sweeping all the kitchen crud that no one else seems to mind stepping in, is soooooo over rated. I always think of things I can blog about....friends, kids, work, the Olympics (love snowboarding but hate mens figure skating!) the lack of work, the lack of money, kitchen countertops....but somehow I never "find" the time to do it. Maybe it's because I'm catching up with all of my tv shows. Or laundry. Or the ever messy basement. Whatever the reason, it kind of makes me sad. People can make money blogging! Or receive great and fabulous gifts to review! Or the the occasional comment from another person who actually read the blog! I just need to get my act together and do something for the greater of mankind. Is blogging really it? Do people really want to hear what I have to say? I'll never know, nor do I really want to know. Maybe someday my kids can look back and say that they never really knew who that screaming mimi was because they never read my blog. "Oh...she really does think of other things besides the counter tops and the floor!". But until then, they will have to be fine with their own illusion of me.
Sincerely with loads of Irish-Catholic-guilt-that-is-so-ingrained-in-me,