Coming Out of the Closet

So the other night I was clanking away on my keyboard, documenting the details of the kids’ school dances.  My husband was sitting next to me on the couch, watching Pawn Stas at a volume that was driving me insane, when he suddenly paused the show and said, “Who exactly is the audience for this blog thing, anyway?”

I wasn’t sure how to respond.  I guess my answer lies somewhere between, “Oh it’s just to document memories for us, honey” and “However many people it takes to become a lucrative career that will enable me to quite my day job.”  Hmph.

I did sheepishly tell some of my friends about this venture, and I emailed the link to a few far-away family members.  (Hi Grandma!)  Maybe someday I’ll even come way out and do something radical like link this to my Facebook account… but it’s doubtful.

This poster from Despair, Inc. kind of sums up the whole concept of blogging for me:

There’s a lot of people on this planet, but I’m not presumptuous enough to think that many of them really care to read my ramblings.  We humans are busy creatures, you know.  But I do have a lot to say, or at least plenty to preserve, and I am going to keep this up because I believe my primary audience won’t read this for a good 20 years.  That’s when my two favorite little readers will log onto some yet-to-be-invented device and scroll through the stories of their childhood.  Sam-Bam and Magpie, this is for you.

Something tells me that, in all those stories, I’ll still have my day job.  Bummer.


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