BLOGGING: WHAT PEOPLE THINK I DO.. WHAT I ACTUALLY DO
I think without intending to I've ended up with these daft blogging posts becoming a bit of a series.. I love having a giggle at anything relatable (I spend half my life reading the '20 things you'll realise in your twenties' sort of posts..), and for me this is all relevant. It's kind of a follow on from the Blogger's Misconceptions post I did.. I think anyone who blogs quickly realises that not everyone 'gets' blogging. So, here's what people think I do, and what I actually do..
What my friends think I do - sit in a mountain of freebies.
Yeah, bloggers do indeed get their fair share of freebies thrown their way, so it's kind of understandable. Not many of my friends are really into the whole blogging scene so getting a few things in the post every now and then is a bit of a novelty. It is really lovely and I do appreciate it, but it does come with work attached.
What my parents think I do - spend my life sat playing Candy Crush.
Or reading the Daily Mail. Or sat on Tumblr. Don't get me wrong, my parents couldn't be more supportive when it comes to me blogging - but there are definitely times when my Ma is running about with the hoover, getting mega annoyed with me while she thinks I'm just sat here having a good old time on Bejewelled.
What society thinks I do - talk about how important fashuuun is.
I sometimes think people see bloggers as a bit pretentious.. Like all we've got going on is talking about lipstick and whether a meal is suitably Instagrammable. While I like faffing about with new makeup and talking about the top I bought at the weekend, it doesn't mean it's what my world revolves around.
What my other half thinks I do - spend forever taking selfies.
Actually based on my phone's gallery this one is probably correct. Lol. I ask my other half a lot to help out with taking blog pictures, and begrudgingly he does oblige. While he does appreciate that my blog is important to me, there are times when I think he could do without me taking 10 pictures of my chosen lipstick before I find one I'm happy with.
What I actually do - sit in my little internet bubble with too many tabs open wondering what the fudge to write.
Mess. Too many tabs. Having strops when pictures don't go right. Doing too many things at daft o'clock. Contrary to how this sounds, I do love blogging, but I think sometimes people just see the 'fluffy' stuff - the freebies and the selfies on Instagram and the fact that you look totally zoned out sat on the laptop when you've actually been working on something all day. Y'know?
Let me know if there's any you can relate with!
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