Bad Blogger, Bad
In the last month or two, I’ve become a horrible blogger friend. I used to sit down every night after work and read through my favorite blogs. I would try to write comments if I had something to add. As my list of favorite blogs got longer, I would check about half of them after work and save the other half to catch up on the weekend. My list grew longer still and I became overwhelmed by the number of people I wanted to check in on. I truly am curious and do care about each journey but I just couldn’t keep up. So I started to let most of them slide. Then I missed a couple of big events and realized that I needed to find a way to manage my reading if I want to be a part of this wonderful blogger community.
Now, there are a handful I read daily but the majority I check in on once or twice a week. I don’t comment just for the sake of commenting usually. Comments slow down my reading (I get another gray hair every time I have to wait for blogger to pull up the comments page and every time I have to decipher yet another word verification) so I save my comments for when I really want to agree or congratulate or whatever. So if you are on my sidebar or a somewhat regular commenter here, I have been checking in on you even if you don’t hear from me. I just can’t keep up with everyone daily. I find myself drawn to those who I’ve “known” longer or those who are just home with a baby or those who are going through a painful situation more often because I feel like they need my support the most. But it doesn’t mean I don’t adore all of you!
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Off topic – but come on, “Breasts on the Plane”? That’s gold people! I crack myself up!