
I feel, lately every time I post
I need to apologies for my absents
Is it just me?
Or do others feel like this.
I put a lot of pressure on my self at time
Pressure to do my best
Pressure to take the time and read
Read what other people passionately write
You give your time up to post about
Interest, life, fears, desires
Your blogs make me think, laugh, cry,
Wish I knew you better,
They make me wish I could chat to you over a cup of tea.
Your comments make me feel like I am not alone
I apologies not because of my lack of posting
But because of my absents from your blogs.
The very people whom without
My bloging experience would be nothing
The people who have accept my blog
Welcomed my blog with open arms and
Who like my blog.
In my absents one would think
I’d have plenty to write about.
Well this is not true
I think the problem is
My photos don’t match what I’d like to say
And heck things need to match
I rang a store that custom builds computers to complain
They want to sell me a white screen with a black keyboard and mouse
The 20 something technical geek on the other end of the phone
Didn’t understand my desire for co-ordination
And they don’t sell white mice anyway.
However my daughter seems to have her life worked out
At the age of 10
A conversation in the car saw her planning her whole life
Starting her own floristry business at he age of 18
Employing her mum for slave labour
She asked me when she could get a boyfriend
I’m so glad she knows she needs to ask first
But the thing that made me happier was what came next.
I told her, she could have a boyfriend at 20 but only if he is nice
She said but mum I only know 2 nice boys
I’ll have to look at boy’s profiles on the internet
(Now I don’t internet date so I don’t know what they are teaching my daughter at school)
I go along with the conversation and ask
Well, what would his profile say.
To be met with this response.
He must not be a sloppy eater and he shouldn’t fart a lot, because that is smelly and disgusting.
Oh and he cant say rude word like the H word or that SH word either.
Now I know I am teaching her well.
So while my daughter is planning the next 10 and beyond years of her life
I struggle with the day to day planning
I wonder if I've bitten off more than I can chew with the 365 photo thing
I always want my next photo to be better than the last
But this is not always possible
Some days are boring, some days nothing happens
Some days I have no inspiration
And some days I have no time
I am falling behind and I need to start thinking
About what I really want to be doing and the purpose of this project for me.
Thanks for listening, I won’t bore you with anymore today.