I’ve just been looking at my statcounter, to see what keywords people have used to find me. Usually people gleefully or disconcertedly report that worryingly anatomical phrases have been used, which I would not dream of quoting for obvious reasons. I, however, found this – what should i do today to cheer myself up but still feel like i’ve achieved something. Now, that’s the sort of cheering, positive message I’d like to give out in this blog!
I didn’t find what I was looking for, I’m happy to say. It’s not that I am secretive about my identity, but a few bloggers I know (virtually speaking) have been dismayed to be told they are discovered. “Can’t go to that pub again” said one of them. I know what he means. It’d be one thing for a friend to tell you and you’d appreciate their openness, but for an acquaintance to laugh about it, pass it round and make you feel as if you’d been caught out, would be disconcerting at least.
I told my family about it early on, which I’m glad of. I’d really not like them to hear from a third party, to find I’d been keeping secrets. My sister and daughter, whom I don’t see everyday, read it, but the rest of the family don’t bother, as they do. I suspect they have more than enough of my thoughts and opinions as it is. I do show bits to my husband, who cannot use a computer at all, so that, whilst he’d be welcome to read it, he never will. I read out comments, show him photos I’ve put up, to make sure he is not kept out of a part of my life which really matters to me. I find that quite an odd thing to say, but bloggers will understand me. It’s been unexpected. I like it.