Confessions

It is 10:20 am now. I have been sitting in front of my computer for about 2 hours, trying to decide what to write about and not being able to make up my mind. Do you get that sometimes? You have so many vague ideas, but can't quite grasp any of them? They are like mist, you can sort of see them, but when you try to grab them they evaporate. It is very annoying, let me tell ya.

Then I remembered that today is Humpday confession day with Kat, and I thought I could tell you some embarrassing things about myself. But then I saw that so many peeps already linked up, and felt like I'm the last one to the party, and why can't I ever get my shizz together in time like the other, better organized bloggers, and it's too late now - but here we are, an hour later after that silly thought, and I'm doing it anyway. Fashionably late.

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As you all know, I love this blogging gig with all my heart. Even though I'm not doing it quite right. Most people seem to post in the mornings, so their readers can catch up on their morning commute, during breakfast or in the office during that first unproductive hour.
There are stats out there! I know because I read them. When to post (I believe it was the morning?) to get the most views; how many times and when to promote yourself on Twitter; and a bunch of other stuff, but by then I stopped reading.

Confession #1:
I sometimes dream of being "blog famous" (feel free to cringe), but I will never be the person with the scheduled posts, the organized timetable, and the baffling knowledge of how SEO works.
I can usually justify it with telling myself that I'm a free spirit, uninhibited and wild! But the truth is, I simply don't know quite how to go about it. Obscurity it is.

 Why can't I be famous like Brandon? (source)

Confession #2:
Twitter is baffling to me. What's the proper etiquette? For example, when someone tweets your post, what is the correct response? Do you favourite it? Thank the person? Do a happy dance in the privacy of your own home, but stay coolly silent on the internet? I simply don't know. Help!
In case I didn't react in the proper fashion (which is most likely the case), I want to apologize. Please know that it makes me feel very loved (and a bit blog famous) when someone does that!

Confession #3:
If someone brings in treats to work, I am the one who will greedily help herself to at least 3 way more than the socially acceptable one serving. But not in front of the same co-workers, are you crazy? I will have one, especially in the company of others. Then, half an hour later I will sneak back, and get some more. If nobody is around, I'll grab two. And don't think for a second that I have any qualms about taking the last piece. You snooze, you lose!

Confession #4:
I have an almost unhealthy obsession with my Corgi. I'm basically one of those annoying mothers who can't.stop.shutting.the.frigg up about their babies. I try to restrain myself in public (nobody likes a crazy person), but poor Richard gets to hear about her awesomeness all day every day. I mean, look at that cute face!

   

Confession #5:
I will forever scatter pictures that have nothing to do with the topic at hand through my posts. Because - well, no reason. I like pretty pictures, and can't always find a suitable context. So there!

Random photo, because flowers need to be photographed every single day.

Do you have anything you need to confess? Please do, so I'm not the last one! ;-)

Link up here. 

Love, Miriam

I'm also linking up with Liz today! Go and say hi!