If my friends knew I ws spending all day blogging… (16 of 49)
It’s times like these that I wish I didn’t blog anonymously. I could raise so much more money if I approached my friends and family with this. But I can’t do that.
Most of them don’t even know that I blog. I don’t even want to think what it would be like if they knew about it at work.
It wouldn’t be pretty. I hear them make comments sometimes.
“God, she is such a freak. I bet she’ll go home and blog about this.” And then they’ll all laugh. And I laugh too. I don’t need them to know that I do this.
If they knew, they’d start reading into everything I write about work. I’d blog about using a sick day for a ‘metal health day,’ and I have my boss call me into her office.
It would be bad. I just know it. So I’m a closet blogger. It’s best this way.
I know that plenty of bloggers are very open about the fact that they blog, I don’t understand how that works for them.
Just one more thing to hate about blogging.
For the record, I think my monitor hates me.
