Yesterday, I was accused of ignoring this blog. And that when I did post, I was 'phoning it in'.
It was 3am when the accusation came through. I tossed and turned, sleep impossible as the damaging words rebounded in my skull.
Who would be so cruel as to say such a thing? And at such an ungodly hour?
You know who, don't you?
Yeah. It was me.
I love this blog. And I have spent the past year working to build it into something I am proud of.
But as I learnt all too well when moving house prevented me from blogging consistently for over a month, the number of visitors will drop right off if you don't keep up the pace. And if you've set yourself a pace best described as 'cracking' then in times of stress, it's easy to become overwhelmed.
At the moment? I am overwhelmed. I am running on emptier than empty. And nothing much is striking me as amusing. Which is problematic when part of your schtick is to make with the funny.
It is times like these that I really consider giving the blog the arse. I have two small, relentlessly demanding children. They are a full time job.
Running a successful blog? That's a full time endeavour, too. But at best, it gets squashed into the spare moments around being the mumma. Which is fine because I enjoy it. Normally. But when life's regular programming is interrupted, I wonder if I have set myself an impossible task. Maybe starting a blog about being a mum would have been smarter when I'd pissed at least one of the kids off to school?
Anyway, I'm here tonight and feeling okay. And even though my posting has been sporadic at best, each time I write something new, up goes the visitor count, loyal readers popping in to see what The Little Mumma is up to. I can't tell you how that makes my heart sing. To know that I am not just screaming into the void.
So helloooooooooooo! And thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Before I go, let me tell you what I discovered today as I did our taxes. Having a housekeeper is a TAX OFFSET. And so is having a child housekeeper – that is, a housekeeper who is also your child. It all seemed vaguely creepy to me but after investigating some more and discovering it's legit, I have decided to adopt a 19-year-old who I will love as my very own….maid.
Clean house and tax break? Where do I sign?
(Insert picture of sexy young pool* cleaner here)
* We do not have a pool but I am a fan of 1970s porn**
** I am not a fan of 1970s porn***
*** I have never actually seen any 1970s porn but I hear there were pool cleaners and funky tunes****
**** What's not to like about sexy pool cleaner porn set to the beats of a bygone era?*****
***** I am a fan of 1970s porn – on principle