A Few Random Words...

I'm supposed to working right now but,writing a post sounded like more fun. Tell me, would you rather figure out the mess in your payroll ? For one, I'm not good at it, messes- yes, payroll -no. I wasn't hired because I was good at it, I was hired (as if!) because my husband knows that what ever I set my mind to do (or what needs to be done) I can do it. But I am handsomely rewarded by this dear husband, he's there for me, always. So that brings me back to why I am sitting in a little office next to the tanning salon in a small town. Work. I'd really rather be home finishing cooking the pot of lentils, musing over my sourdough starter, what to do with all the whey I have stored up (and in case that's on your mind too, I just read exactly what to do here. Let Glo tell you all about it). But I am glad for this opportunity to help my husband- it feels good to be needed- even if you're not really good at it!

What was really on my mind was the blogging world. Just before we start school every morning I quickly check the email/blogger for any updates on the blogs I follow. I have been neglecting that habit the past few days and I found that I really missed these people, and how much a part of my life they are. I don't follow a million blogs for that reason, I can't keep up on them all, and that makes me feel bad. I just think that it is so strange to feel so involved in someone's world yet they know little or nothing about me, or even know that I am reading about them! That is one reason why I think that it is fair to follow publicly, but to each his own. I am always surprised when people I know (but have no idea if they read my blog) start talking to me about something I've just written in a post. I'm convinced that it would be egotistical and tacky to question them if they are reading my blog or something.

At first when I started reading blogs I felt like I was reading their diaries, and I felt a need to apologize. When I read a book I can get so wrapped up into it, but sooner or later the book is over and I have a chance to recover. With blogs, I eagerly await each new chapter posted, wondering what is up if they are not posting as usual, then come to find out that Blogger dropped their updates from my dashboard.

Blogs, Authors, Followers, they come and go, but they are still real and I find myself forming bonds and connections. I wish that I could meet some of them sometimes. I just love the blogs I follow. Some of them are like a how-to books, or just plain funny, or just plain beautiful. Blogging can take up  more time than I have but it has given me a new sense of boldness, a freedom to go on and on about what interests me, without forcing myself on anyone to listen - read at your own risk, die of boredom or become enlightened (haha). This adventure has really connected me to a kind of people, far and few between, that I would have otherwise thought of myself as the only one, or in reality maybe just the only one who never tires to talk about it!