HouseGoesHome turned 14 recently. That’s a lot of blog posts.
And I find myself wondering yet again whether it’s time to stop churning them out.
Facebook is a cruel mistress these days – it doesn’t even add my musings to my sister’s newsfeed … and she’s one of my most loyal followers.
Perhaps no one cares about the emails I’ve been sent by Roy Morgan or the pretty sunrises I’ve seen.
But how do you know when to go?
I am a creature of habit, but maybe it’s time to just blog when there’s something I’m excited to share.
Last night, for example, I couldn’t think of anything to say today.
A LOT happened at work, but it’s not shareable, just stressful.
I declined all my Drinks Digest invitations this week, so my days have been very rinse and repeat: wake up, walk the dogs, get ready for work, commute to the city, head home, have dinner, walk the dogs, go to bed.
No riveting blog topics there.
The most exciting thing that happened yesterday – well, it was more annoying than exciting – was the bottom fell out of my Coles paper grocery bag at exactly the moment that I stepped off the bus last night, tumbling my purchases on the floor.
I crouched in the gutter, scooping a lime and a leek and a tetra pack of pineapple juice and a tetra pack of chicken stock and six eggs and a ready meal into my arms, desperately hoping the driver wouldn’t shut the bus doors on my head …
But mainly it has been oh so quiet, especially at night when it’s just me and the dogs rattling around.
I’ve started getting a bit meaning of life as I wait for bedtime, wondering what the later decades of my life should look like in my pursuit of happiness.
What happens when there isn’t work in the middle of the rinse and repeat days? Do I lose my mind or gain peace?
Much like the housing crisis, I don’t have the answer to that.
Do you?
Maybe I need a hiatus … I will ponder that in the middle of the night …
PS I was entertained by my dogs sleeping butt to butt last night as they don’t like each other and usually prefer to sleep as far apart as possible.
Song of the day: Spin Doctors “Two princes”
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No. Keep blogging. It is part of my day. I never comment! Honestly 14 years ago I bought my twins home from NICU and sat on the sofa for another year breastfeeding and reading blogs! I found your one and started reading and never stopped. It has become a habit. And I love two things – your blog reintroduced me to the exact perfect recipe for Anzac Biscuits that taste identical to my childhood and your ex made up a phrase that has carried me through many an unneeded purchase “happiness is not to be found in a new (whatever I want that week)” . Keep blogging and congrats on 14 years!
Hi “Jess”!! Thank you for commenting and I am awed that you have been on the journey with me for that long. It’s great to hear from you. Hope the twins are going well.
I hope you keep blogging Alana, I have been reading House Goes Home since I first discovered it around 2012! I don’t read everyday but I tend to catch up on a week’s worth of posts at once over the weekend. I would miss your blog/hearing your musings if you stopped, but you have to do what’s right for you! My blog has tapered off the past few years (started in 2013) but I’m feeling the call to pick it up again.
I hope you do take it up again! I find blogging very therapeutic!
Thank you Alana. Oh gosh I haven’t as yet, but something is brewing…will keep you posted!