R.I.P. Blog
I talk a lot.
Sometimes I talk too much. It is kind of the way I am beginning to feel about my blog. It is talking too much. It has shared too much. Sometimes it’s been opinionated and sometimes it has been mean. Sometimes it has been appreciative and sometimes it has been funny. It has laughed at itself and it has laughed at others.
The thing that is so great about a blog is that anyone can write one. The thing that is so horrible about a blog is that anyone can write on. I think I have been writing one of the good ones but after almost a year and a half I am beginning to bore myself. I am beginning to rant about parenting and basically I am just a little tired of the information overload.
Between twitter, facebook, and daily blogs I know way too much information about people I don’t even know. I’m tired of knowing who can’t sleep at 3 a.m. I’m tired of feeling like I am in everyone’s living room when they discover that their third cousin is pregnant…again.
I liked it when you asked people how they were doing and they said, “fine” instead of running through a litany of their health and mental issues in the minutest most embarrassingly graphic details. I am overloaded on the minutia of everyone’s lives and I am sure you are bursting at the gills with my every thought, movement, shortcoming, peccadillo and greatest joys.
If I know how to do one thing it is to quit while I am ahead. Although you may think I should have come to this realization before I jammed your mailboxes with my last fifty-eight blogs; alas I am here now.
So thanks for reading and caring, thanks for taking the time to look at my pictures and for taking me into your homes and judging from some of your comments sometimes into your hearts.
But in a world of TMI (too much information), I’ve finally decided to JBQ (just be quiet).
Enjoy the silence; it is hard to come by these days.
Enough said.