There are good days blogging where you’re just on fire. You pump out five posts, make a new header, create a new logo, write some guest posts, re-pin a bunch of Pinterest-y things, promote your posts, and even… COMMENT ON 50 THREADS. You sit there feeling like you’re on the top of the world and nothing can bring you down. I mean you start looking at your vision board and thinking about the day you’re going to be on Forbes 30 under 30 or have that little blue “verified” check beside your name.
Then… there are days like today… where NOTHING is going right. It’s one step forward and fifty steps back. You can’t figure anything out, your Pinterest-y pins are looking more like a middle school dance poster and you can’t figure out what “Rich Pins” are for the life of you. Also, what on earth are Meta Tags?! And how is Pinterest different from Google? And why do I need a Yoast? And why is WordPress dot com so SUCKY!?
For heaven’s sake, I can’t even make a drop-down menu without losing my mind! Or figure out why my pictures aren’t downloading! Excuse me, I clicked the download button a bazillion times.
And why are the pictures so blurry on Canva today?! They were literally perfect yesterday, when I made 10 other pins! And why won’t that dumb line move over that 1mm?! Blue and yellow looked beautiful and fantastical yesterday, so why does it look like someone puked jersey colours on my screen today?
Also, why isn’t there a more concise explanation on “How to Use Pinterest for Noobs”!? I didn’t even know the words board, pin, and re-pin until like 10 hours ago – when I sat down at this PC room. I swear if I see another “10 creative ways to increase your Pinterest traffic” post instead of the information I actually want, (which is the most basic form of: “How do I Pinterest?”) I’m going to bash my head into the computer!
To add on that, this PC room. Let me just tell you about it. It’s a… place alright.
For some God forsaken reason, there’s an extremely bone-chilling breeze blowing through the room. Am I in the Arctic Tundra people!? There’s also this fishy, salty smell that keeps wafting around the room because these boys keep ordering bizarre seafood-y ramens! And those same boys are playing PUBG which is great and all but there are quality ass headphones provided to us all FOR A REASON. Turn your computer sound off thank you very much. I did NOT ask to hear gunshot sounds and big explosion noises as part of my PC room-ing experience (sir) thank you! And stop screaming so loud, I mean enjoy the game by all means but do you need to scream curse words and bang on the keyboard every 25 seconds!?
I’m TRYING to be a billionaire thank you!
And why is the Internet so slow?! I didn’t pay to be here for Internet as slow as my weight loss journey! I’m here to build a business and have a good time and share the good times – NOT bad times. We’re literally supposed to be a “passport to a good time”. And today’s “work shift” has only been a one way ticket to a bad, bad time. I couldn’t even watch Seth Rogan’s Hilarity for a Charity during our self induced break without falling asleep – even during the epic Sasha Baron Cohen sequence. Huh!? What is wrong with me!?
I mean I should really just give up right now before I dig an even bigger grave for myself. I should just stop and apply for grad school. It would make my life a hell of a lot easier. I could just go to a boring 9-5 job where I go and do the same thing day in and day out until I retire. Then I can sit on my old-people Lazy Boy recliner and pine over the things that “could’ve been” but nooo… I decided to become a BLOGGER. Out of all things, I decided to become self-employed where I have to market myself. Excuse me, I can’t even sell my dumb old winter clothes to people online and you want me to sell my apparently funny writing to people!?
Well. If there’s ever a time to do it, it’s now. And why not try, right? I committed myself to a year of hard work so I’m going to keep trucking along for one year. Whether or not I break my brain a few times. Wish me luck on my very impossible endeavor.
Morgan wrote her bit on this horrendous debacle as well. So head on over to see what was going on in her brain – if she even has one.
Peace out. Prachi out.
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Read about Morgan’s blogging brain-fart too!
What’s the most dreadful blogging experience you’ve ever had? Did you drown your sorrows in a bag of Cheetos like I did? Let me know in the comments or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.