Unblogging

I must admit, my English teacher in high school 15 years ago probably couldn't imagine that the world would become overwhelmingly wordy! Everyone seems to have something to say about everything. I feel like we live in one big vacuum, one big black hole. When I researched homeschooling, I found there were 'unschoolers' so maybe now that the world is clogged with so many 'bloggers' I should become an 'unblogger'.

I must admit, the most important word that could describe me, when writing, is "cautious". I don't think that this would ever be needed, but it's crazy to think what could be blogged today possibly could "follow" one into the future. I'm appalled by how some people write their dirty laundry about their kids troubles or their crazy marriages or their little secrets all over the web.

Hence, I sat, looking at the white pages of this "blog" site and wondered what I could be passionate about. After all, I have many interests.

I knew the list was long.

recycling, long before it was "popular"
children rights
art
family
food (& nutrition)
religion
endangered animals
inequality in education, economics, social issues
women rights
and the list goes on and on...

But, just as I mentioned above, there are millions of "bloggers" and millions of "readers of bloggers". I didn't want to join the masses of spouting my opinions about (although I do have friends who say I don't mind showing my opinions on my shirts!).

I received several notices last week that said family members had added me to their twitter list. This was very exciting and created pressure at the same time. Now I was expected to produce!

Produce!

Sorry...still waiting for production.

I would probably produce something, but my week has been so busy there's not a bit of anything left.

That's ok. Someone else in this world is blogging about their 'stressful crazy unpacking storage dealing with kids while husband is on trip' so it's all covered somewhere in this world.

Just insert "phew!" and "then I..." and "Mari thought..." and "Gabi yelled..." and "cat hair" and "I just knew then that..." and "the dog looked at me" into those blogs and that about covers my life!


I mean, considering the alternative that I could bore everyone to sleep with all the really amazing happenings that go on in my life, like a journal of things that go on, I think inserting words into other people's blogs and pretending that they are mine seem like such a better option.

After all, if I spend all my time blogging about how cool my parents were coming to stay for a few days and it ended being a whole month helping me unpack and set up house, then I wouldn't have any time working on that novel I blogged about before! I wonder when do people have time to read to their kids, volunteer at their kids schools, and make home-made meals if their time is spent blogging about how they were planning to read to their kids, working on figuring out when to volunteer and why, or how, and what recipes sound good to make for a home-made meal?

Sometimes, the grass is greener on this side.

Sometimes, it's better to be on your own rather than following or leading.

Sometimes, it's good to be an un-blogger.

I wonder. Did I just come up with this on my own or are there others out there like me un-blogging?