I spend hours on the net, and when I say that, I mean serious hours.
Anyone who knows anything about me will realise that every morning I turn on my laptop before my eyes are open properly.
Before I pee, even before I put the kettle on.
THE only thing I do before I turn it on is get out of bed.
Literally.
Mark turns the news on, I turn the laptop on.
*shrug*
It’s simply the way it is.
I’m a bit of a night owl too, so most nights find me with laptop firmly planted and me trying hard to catch up with all that has been happening while I was at work.
In my early blogging days, I would comment on every single post anyone on my blogroll had done, and then some.
{This new job has kicked my arse since I started and I’ve been slack since then, I know, but I’m working hard on changing that}
I’ve seen blogs come and go, started over, started other new blogs for people, seen others delete and have decided this is simply the nature of blogging.
The very last thing I do before I go to bed is check my email before turning my baby off.
I have Twitter, Facebook, Skype, God only knows how many blogs, thousands of items coming into my reader, plus I stumble, I read, I wander, and so the list goes one, but I’m sure you get the drift of what I’m saying.
If it can be done on the net, I’m there!
There is a point here, so stay with me {actually, it’s a question}
When does this type of thing become a time waster?
When does it become a problem?
I don’t have a family at home to worry about, there is only Mark and I, so that’s not a consideration.
I’ve turned doing housework into something compatible with surfing, so even that doesn’t count.
Hell, you should see me fly through a few items in my reader as I zip past with the vacuum cleaner.
It’s a thing of beauty, and an art I have perfected!
I can Skype, chat with 3 people, do a post, and watch TV all at the same time.
Until recently I was heavily involved with a bloggers forum {we closed it down due to lack if traffic} I look after my blog, Marks and several others, plus I’m always on the look out for new ideas.
I own more domain names than you can poke a stick at, and one day every last one of them will be hosted somewhere, for some purpose.
I’m particularly lucky in that I have a {long suffering} and indulgent husband who never complains about the time, nor the money I spend in pursuit of my hobby.
Because that’s what it is to me.
A hobby.
It’s broadened my mind, and my horizons.
Blogging has been responsible for us meeting some of the most wonderful people a person could ever wish to have in their lives, it brings the world closer, keeps me in touch with family thousands of kilometers away, and amuses me no end with it’s infinite wonders.
I don’t see it as a problem at all, but I know that’s not always the case.
There are some who have been hurt immeasurably by the internet because of some strange happenings, people have been stalked and harassed, and of course, there are the sickos who inhabit cyberspace, so don’t get me started there.
Overall I see it as a way of staying connected with family and friends and the rest of it, such as blogging and all of those things are an added bonus that I happen to enjoy.
How about you?
I realise there may be some like myself who are, quite frankly, addicted, and then there are others who seem to come and go like the wind.
Where do you fall in this?
Addicted?
Not addicted?
Take it or leave it?
See it as a time waster?
Speak up.
I can admit I have a serious internet addiction, so don’t be shy.
Tell Aunty Moe all about it!
