I can’t decide what to do with this blog.
I’m doing the Worst Job Ever updating it, and it costs $13.33 a month to keep it online. Granted, I spend more than that on Diet Coke, so the expense isn’t a major issue. But as often as I update, I might as well take that money, wad it up and throw it in the trash for all the good it does. (Or if I wanted to put it to work for real, I could take the blog down and donate $13.33 to charity each month or give it to a homeless person … but that’s so much work and the trash can is right there.)
Do I keep the blog online so all of the internets (read: no one) can fondly recall that one span of a few years when I regularly wrote about my kids?
Do I take it down and feel guilty that all my loving chatter about my children is gone for good? (The guilt, of course, is because I’m too lazy to have kept a baby book, so this is as good as they’re ever gonna get.)
Do I chatter some more and see if it becomes a creative outlet once again?
I can’t bring myself to shutter it for good right now. But I don’t feel comfortable talking about my kids so openly anymore either. Kaylee’s in school now and learning to read, and I can’t stand the thought of embarrassing her to her friends. And I can’t write too much about school because so much of it involves patient care and there’s that whole HIPAA thing where I get kicked out of school and won’t be able to get a job if I violate it, so there’s not much to say there either.
But. I haven’t been writing for myself for a really long time now, and that just feels wrong somehow. So I guess I’ll try this blogging thing again and see if it sticks. We’ll call this the Jackadillo Princess Grand Reopening Project -- Now With the Same Old Management and Even Fewer Ideas.
This was a good start, no? I wrote more than 300 words and said almost nothing. And isn’t that really what blogging’s all about?