Last Wednesday, my blog received 14 views and I basically considered myself David Sedaris. Today, 317 people from six different countries have clicked on Mama Tries Blog. I realize that this is small potatoes in the world of blogging, but it has left me at a loss for words. And since a loss for words is pretty much the kiss of death for a writer, thanks a lot for your support everyone, you’ve just ruined my writing career before it even started.
This might be a good time to put out there that I am basically inept at expressing any serious emotion without a hefty dose of sarcasm and snark added in. So, in all sincerity, putting this blog out there was one of the most terrifying things I’ve ever done. Sharing it on Facebook, where I am not anonymous, resulted in a day full of nausea and cold sweats, and I will be forever grateful for all of the amazingly supportive feedback and love I have received. I’ve always longed for a genuine reason to use the word gobsmacked, and today my dreams have become a reality. I am positively gobsmacked.
Now, my love finally arrives home in about an hour. I planned to make this house shine for him upon his return, but I don’t want him to think I went changin’ on him. Instead, I shall do my best to make these last 60 minutes as productive as possible. And by productive, I mean fix a cocktail and watch Vanderpump Rules sans snide commentary.