Just the other day, a friend of mine asked me if I was still blogging. It felt great to know that people have enjoyed the few blogs that I have already written. I explained that the initial two blogs came very easy for me to write, but that I have not had much time to think about my next monthly blog (ok, I am a little late and my months are a bit off). You know who you are, and thank you for putting a fire under me and getting me to remain committed to my writing, because truth be told, I do love to write and blog!
The problem that I had is that I just found myself so incredibly busy over the last month or so. My mind has been so preoccupied with a recent medical operation that I had, the everyday chauffeuring of the children to and from their activities, the craze about Halloween and getting the kids their choice of costumes and of course, the holidays that are sneaking up on us and all that means for a full-time Social Worker, Wife and Busy Mom of two (three, including my furry yellow lab).
Then, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I am sure I am not the only one fretting (and not necessarily in a bad way) about the busy-ness of life. As I begin to plan for all of the activities and holidays ahead, I find myself constantly referring to the newest, “must-have” (for women, especially) social network site, Pinterest.
I can remember walking into the office of a friend approximately two years ago, she was glued to her laptop and very casually asked me if I was following her on “Pinterest.” I replied, “What the heck is Pinterest? Is it another shopping site, because if it is, I really do not want to know anything about it!” I thought to myself, the last thing that I need is anymore access to easy shopping sites such as groupon, deal chicken or my favorite zulily. My friend replied, “No silly, it is a virtual vision board made up of anything that you may like such as recipes, decorating ideas, exercise routines, anything!” I chuckled to myself thinking “yeah, like I have time for a virtual life, I barely have time for my real life!”
But once “Pinterest” was on my radar, I quickly developed a bad case of “red car syndrome.” Suddenly Pinterest was everywhere, in particular all over my Facebook minifeed next to pretty pictures of homemade crockpot recipes and hand-crocheted sweaters. I’m no expert on crafting, but I do get excited about the idea that one day I may develop a green thumb, so I signed up.
Eventually I got the gist, which is to create a virtual vision board made up of anything that strikes my fancy. I figured out how to add the “Pin It” button to my browser, which bookmarks the things I like and attaches them to one of my aptly named boards (“To Diet or Not To,” “For my Little Loves” etc).
But the supposed joy of Pinterest really comes from window-shopping friends’ boards and “repinning” their fabulous finds. This should be a wonderful, fun activity, a way to nurture my inner creative goddess by discovering pieces of inspirational flair: recipes for charming home-baked minicakes and the perfect pie crust, instructions for canning and herb growing and making hanging flowerpots out of silk scraps and Wiffle balls, photos of the perfect curtains for my dream house, and patio furniture for the expansive lanai that will go with it. Images like these should excite me, motivate me, even. Certainly, they should make me feel good.
Instead, Pinterest makes me crazy at times! It makes me feel as though I am not the Martha Stewart Mom, Betty Crocker Cook or Structured and Disciplined woman as the rest of the women are in this world!
Somehow I missed the memo that said we ladies are now expected not only to hold down jobs but also to knit, craft and bake from scratch again. Wasn’t it just a few years ago that all signs pointed to rejection of these things? Too many Sex and the City reruns had me thinking it was still OK to use cake mixes and purchase my scarves, but Pinterest jolted me into the new reality, and apparently I have a lot of catching up to do!
My Pinterest boards have become the virtual equivalent of that pile of paperwork and ongoing “to-do” list that l I keep meaning to go through yet haven’t, so it just keeps growing and stressing me out. The more stuff I pin, the more I feel like a failure.
If I were really being honest, I’d have just one Pinterest board: the “I’ll Probably Never Buy/Use/Cook/Craft/Afford This, But I Like It Anyway!” kind. Just like most social media for me, it stresses me out, but I engage. I try to engage to the best of my ability, because inside it does actually fulfill some sort of need. So, as I write about how much Pinterest stresses me out, I now need to go, because I have holidays to plan, meals to prepare and organic homemade cupcakes to bake, all while I have the broom you know where! Happy Friday, my friends! Until next time…