I think one of my favorite posts that I’ve written has been the one titled You Know You’re a Blogger When. Here are a few of things that I wrote in that original post:
“You have a conversation with a girlfriend or your husband or even a random stranger & half way through the convo you realize that this could be an amazingly, AWESOME blog post. So you excuse yourself, go running as fast as you can to your blogging notebook & start jotting down the idea–and whoever you were talking to at the time thinks you’re nuts. But you don’t care because you like totally know you’re going to get like a gazillion comments from the brillant idea you just scribbled down!“
“You lust after google followers like you do Calvin Klein models.”
“The baby is asleep. The house is quiet. It would be the perfect time for a bubble bath & a good book. Too darn bad your computer can’t go in the tub with you because let’s face it you’d really rather blog!”
You’re doing the dishes. You are just thinking to yourself about how you can’t wait to have a second baby in a couple of years and then you get a panicked thought runs through your head, “Oh Gosh! Think of all the blog time a 2nd kid would eat into! That would be awful!”
You’re still thinking about that second baby and your next thought is, “Oh Gosh! Think of all the blog material a second baby would bring!”
You have friends in real life who tell you that they love your blog. At which point you start telling them how they absolutely must start a blog! You go on and on and on about how much they will simply adore blogging. And some of them listen to you! Trust me, when you are promoting blogging during a football game party at your house, then you are a serious blogger.
It’s 11:08 pm, you should have been in bed 2 hours ago, but instead you’re writing a list about how you know when you’re a blogger in a BLOG NOTEBOOK, not even in your drafts, and you carry this notebook around with you every.where.you.go.
You check your email every morning to see if you have any new comments on your post for the day. You get your email open, you’re ridiculously excited, & boom, that’s when you see it. No Comments. At which point you freak out, “PEOPLE HATED IT!” Then you go to your blog & see that blogger didn’t schedule your post like it was supposed to. $#@!& blogger!