Over and Over Again
I’m running the risk of repeating myself. The same content creeps through my fingers and threatens to swallow this blog in a tide of repetition. Too many posts are becoming the redux version. Thoughts I’ve thought before, translated into content you’ve read before. Or that would at least be eerily familiar.
How’s about a picture you’ve already seen to top it all off? Well, it was only on Facebook, so that doesn’t really count. (Does it?) Lady Gaga and Rocco face off via Chicken Tractor. They’ve since come to terms with the act of mutually ignoring each other. Good for them. However, their temporary stale mate reminds me of my own. Why am I writing about the same topics over and over? Is it because I’m not making any forward progress? Am I stuck in a rut of my very own creating? Am I not giving myself the time to work my way out of those (perhaps imaginary) ruts to find the shiny new content on the other side? Are my post really that similar or do they just seem that way to me? Have I taken the act of navel gazing blogger to a new high (or low, as it were)?
An example: General Insanity. A recent post filled to the brim with excellent content (from you) about setting limits on social engagements, valuing time as your greatest resource, and taking pride in being a homebody. Today’s post was going to be about my recent busy-ass weekend, in which I was (once again) frustrated by too much to do, my own inability to graciously decline invites, reschedule, and prioritize. The dramatic conclusion of which is, I paint myself into a corner and start my week dissatisfied with my existence. So, I’m pretty sure I’ve written that post. And I’m pretty sure you’ve replied. Well. I dont want to illustrate this particular point all that effectively because, hey maybe you haven’t noticed…? Or maybe this is an on-going struggle for everyone…? And it’s ok to bring it up again (and again and…). But, it harkens back to some Dogs or Dollars classics. Blog, Dogs, Chickens, Dollars & Dirt comes to mind, specifically, with themes of no-time, over-taxed, and unable to change it running through out.
There’s the stand off. I will keep writing about the same things if I keep doing the same things. Not much of a realization, that. My posts will seem half-ass to me if I don’t give myself time for the full-ass. I won’t have time for the full-ass if I don’t prioritize how I’m spending it (the time, not the ass). I won’t be able to prioritize if I don’t shed some of the guilt associated with saying ‘No’, being a little more ruthless with my time protection, and I can’t figure out how to work the ass analogy into this transformative statement. So, I’m taking your advice. I’ll repeat that. I’m taking your advice. I’m opting out of the general insanity. I’m refocusing on Blog, Dogs, Chickens, Dollars & Dirt. We will not be stymied by those tides of repetition. If feathers must be ruffled in the process, so be it. My particular brand of navel gazing will seek to at least adjust its perspective. Promise.
On the rest of it. On dogs, on chickens, on dirt. Repetition will probably exist. On certain subjects I’m ok with being a broken record. Responsible pet ownership? That’s one of them. The wonders of growing my own food and owning my own flock of Ladies? There’s another. Except the part when I have to kill them. Less than wonder-full, I warn you. In some of these arenas, I’m still growing. My hope is that my content will too. I’ll do my best to change it up. To shake it up. A No-Spend Month is not exactly my idea of a a good time, as much as it is a vehicle for change. This blog is the ultimate form of accountability. If you ever find me whining week in and week out about the same.damn.thing. and I don’t appear to have noticed yet. Let a gal know, will ya?
How do you hold yourself accountable for your own personal ruts? How do you have the self awareness to get out of them? Am I indeed repeating myself at a remarkable rate? Or just being overly critical?
Fellow blogger-types, is this something you worry about?