Comparing myself with others.
Why aren't I that thin, beautiful, young, witty, creative, successful, rich, talented, tall, intelligent…etc, etc?
Don't kid yourself. We all do it to some extent. It is human nature.
Dress – RW & Co. via consignment, Shoes – Me Too!, Handbag – vintage, watch – Mistura, Bracelet – Lucky, Blazer – TJ Maxx
Feeling constantly behind.
I am not the person that has 10 extra blog posts just waiting to be published. Instead I feel like I'm treading water all the time barely able to keep my head above, responding to comments and managing to read most of the blogs I follow while trying to devote enough time to developing decent content of my own and still have a social life outside of the confines of a computer screen.
It's a massive time sucking sponge that knows no end.
I know you all know what I'm talking about. Probably why many of us think about giving it all up every couple of weeks.
Here I am…looking for some extra time on the floor.
Nope…none there.
It doesn't provide any income. Nuff said.
That deserves even more F-U side-eye than I'm giving it here.
Trying to support the blog via other social media drives me nuts and takes even more time.
I still don't really understand Twitter so if you are tweeting me…forget it. I'm never there.
My bad.
Why can't people just contact me via email, my other two websites, my blog, my two Facebook pages or Etsy already?
Did we really need another form of social media?
Why does life have to be so complicated?
In fact I've down right refused to sign up on Instagram. I'm waging my own private war against too many social medias. Do you think I'm winning?
I think on Twitter they'd say, #delusional.
What do you like least about blogging?
Also…please leave your blog address in your comment. Since I switched to Disqus I am unable click directly to your blog to visit you unless you add your blog URL in the comments. I forgot…another thing I hate about blogging…the technicality of it.
Linking up with the fabulous Bella at Secondhand First.
