Thursday, July 16, 2009

Pressure...and stuff

A few minutes ago I was walking down the sidewalk and a bird flew by and dropped half an egg shell at my feet. Is that a sign of something?

I'd like you to know...all of you who read my blog...and I'm beginning to wonder if there are more of you than I thought...that you make me nervous.

There, I said it.

Are you wondering why you make me nervous?

It's because of comments like this:

"I am a blog sniper and yours keeps me laughing while I'm on the road. Thanks for the distraction..." :)

The pressure I feel to say something funny is too much...because guess what, I'm not a funny person. And what if one day I write a non-funny post and you all say, "WHAT? She didn't make me laugh today...I will go elsewhere for my blog entertainment."


Hmmm...I just got to thinking...maybe there are a lot less of you who read my blog than I think. (You see I wouldn't know really, because the comment box stays mostly empty, and the followers box hasn't had any new friends join for a while...sigh.)

BUT...if I tell myself that no one but my nearest and dearest read my blog...

Yep, that's what I'm going to tell myself. That way I won't feel the pressure...because if you're my nearest and dearest, you already know I'm not funny.

(And then I take a deep breath, and remind myself to relax)

Thanks for letting me get that out of my system.


Amy said...

I'm counting myself in the nearest and dearest clan because I don't wanna go away. Is that OK?

Also, wanna know what will make you obsess MORE about the whole thing? A feed burner(I recommend google's It will tell you how many subscribers you have and how many hits you have on your blog each will OBSESS I tell you.

Just sayin'.

Platt Lucky 7 said...

I like to consider myself a nearest and dearest as well. I will be there for you even if you aren't funny. :)