By Tiffany Monhollon
It doesn’t take a detective to see that I haven’t been posting as much as usual lately. I carry the guilt about this around with me wherever I go, it hangs over me as I run errands on my lunch break; it overcomes me as I clean the kitchen after dinner; it follows me into the grocery store; it keeps me awake at night. Why aren’t you posting? Why haven’t you updated? What is wrong with you?
This is crazy, really, when you think about the fact that I’ve never seen one red cent from my own blogs. Don’t get me wrong here - blogging has changed my life and made me a more creative, thoughtful, insightful, skilled professional. It’s expanded my studies and helped me establish connections with people who challenge and encourage and inspire me. It’s what I’d call professional development on steroids, and that’s what I told the college class I recently spoke to. And I mean it, truly. In fact, it’s one of the single best things I’ve ever done for my career. It’s more than a trivial thing in my life; it’s a passion.
But that doesn’t explain the fact that I feel inspired to develop a new blog just to tackle the subject of - blog/life balance. I’m temped, but it’s almost too ironic. Well, what the heck. Let’s have a go of it, and see what happens.
Because my generation is already fighting the information overload epidemic. We’re so addicted to our connections they can actually become a hazard to our health and to the wellbeing of others.
So it’s time we start looking up at the world that’s around us before it becomes so unfamiliar, we start sounding like one of my favorite Wall-E characters, Mary, who realizes one day with amazement, “We have a pool?” when it’s been there her whole life, she’s just never looked up from the screen in front of her face.
For me, it’s time I stop being worried that I went to see a movie with my husband’s family this weekend instead of staying home to blog.
We talk and we write and we debate about balance. But what we really need sometimes, it turns out, is to get off kilter every once in a while.
To lean, hard, on the side where life is, guilt-free, with abandon, loving every minute of it.
By Tiffany Monhollon | July 1, 2008