I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m just not that good of a blogger. I mean I do like writing post, even if no one reads them, I do have fun with this endeavor/thing/blog.
But sometimes I wonder…..
1. If I’m just not that into it anymore.
2. I don’t have a whole lot to say.
3. May it’s my age.
I don’t mind people knowing that I’m forty-four years young, really it’s never bothered me to get another year older.
I can honestly say that my life is so much better now than it was twenty years ago.
I didn’t grow up in the cyber age. When I was a kid the net was something you had to catch fish and butterflies, the web was something a spider built and facebook would’ve meant a book with faces in it (not real faces pasted into a book that would’ve been creepy) but something such as a photo album.
A friend request was something done with a note or just asking someone to be friends with you.
I didn’t have to be told to go outside and get some playtime in the fresh air. Although I do remember my mom yelling louder and louder every time I didn’t respond to her request for me to “Get inside NOW it’s late!”.
Checking in was something you did at a hotel or event and you did it in person.
I had to go to a bookstore or library to get a book to read.
I could go on for a while but you get the picture I’m painting for you here.
So it circles back around to the question I asked myself today – Is my age getting in the way of my blogging?
I’m not sure yet but when I find the answer maybe I’ll post it here. 😉
Have a great week and for those if you who celebrate the Fourth of July holiday – Stay Safe and don’t blow anything up, set anything on fire, or get caught in the crossfire of a roman candle explosion. Have fun. 🙂