Confessions

I have another confession. You know that I already confessed to my like of "The Beiber", my weakness for doughnuts of all kinds and when at home living in my Pjs 24-7 ! (oops, well guess that is a new one actually) Today's confession? I am addicted to Twitter. There I have said it. It is in print. 

When I first started getting into social networks, I was on hit and miss till Facebook. I met so many wonderful people, made new friends, connected with relatives and most times it was the only way I connected with my three daughters and knew what was going on with their lives. I tried Twitter, but just could not seem to get into it. I thought it was boring and far too hard to type my wordy thoughts in 140 characters or less. And well I was only going to use it on my lap top and not on a phone, so why bother? I canceled my account and went back to Facebook. Then I started this blog. Everyone said I needed to be on Twitter. I had to add a button to my page and it would be a great way to get new followers. Innocent enough. So I signed up again, and started to play around with it...fumble my way through it. Learn what you were suppose to do to reply, sub's for letters, what you wanted to put hashmarks (#) in front of and what power they held. 

I started slowly, adding in friends and fellow bloggers who had accounts, then slowly started following famous people. Then un-following, figuring that they would never pay attention to me, respond to me, then re-following again as I figured at least the posts were entertaining at times. Plus a great way to keep track of TV shows I liked and some behind the scenes. Oh and well I did want Ellen to notice me and so always ask her via #AskEllen a question or two, thinking "maybe one day..." . 

I started seeking out all the inspiration sites and quote posters that I followed on FB, and just spent my day re-tweeting ( RT) , that was fun. Kept me busy and inspired at the same time. Soon I learned how to link my posts on FB and Networkedblogs to Twitter and doing so did a lot of work for me. Getting more comfortable, I started to tweet back to stars posts, even getting some replies and a few follow me back! I started making new friends, supportive friends, people I never though I would chat with. Of course I also started posting a few "what I am doing posts" , though I am still not real comfortable with that, I feel I am very boring in the day to day life thing...even though I do blog about it . 

Over time, people added me to lists. I have gotten spammed so many times and the numbers keep growing, so I have learned each day to go through and "block" those people that really could care less for my 140 characters that are posted, they just want to sell me something, or collect followers. I am not into collecting followers just for the sake of it. I keep hoping that everyone that is following me there will jump over here and follow as well, actually read my blog, not just my RT's of other's words and goings on. That has happened a couple of times, and that always is a nice thing to see, that perhaps slowly my twitter fans will be my blog fans. I know that a couple of the "famous people" have read my blog, and as I said commented back, and that is always a feather in my cap, and when they follow back as a couple have done, that just makes me do the happy dance. My family always roll their eyes when I mention who tweeted back that day! They are not impressed, but no matter I keep telling them. 

I spend all day every day either sitting and waiting for new tweets, or checking back as I pass by the lap top in my office space, I can not help myself. I have learned I can check just the mentions tab and see if anyone has mentioned me. I scroll as far as Twitter will let me in the time line and RT what catches my eye. I make comments about shows I am watching, recently award shows have been a biggy, lap top removed from desk, set up on couch and I am tweeting all through the red carpet...it is a real hoot because there are others doing the same and we chat back and forth about the fashions and who we love and who, well just so did not work that red carpet. Even well known stylists have added me, as well as celeb gossipers. For that brief time, I feel special . I know I should have more self worth, but I always think "who am I?" and "why would they care what I have to say?" .... come on, ya'all know I am just a housewife domestic goddess who blogs about her day to day life ...and the rest of the time sits on the office chair like a bump on a pickle, surfing the web. 

Of course I have another reason for my addiction besides avoiding housework, getting dressed, and being basically lazy. No it is not just to get blog readers the thrill of getting famous people to tweet back, I already admitted to those reasons. Nope, it is to make my dream come true. I figure eventually someone will see my tweets, stop by my blog, see my story of my needs for a dental make over and come through for me. Or maybe I will get a job related to my blog and I can make it happen for myself. Turn my life around. Stop living in fear that this will be the month we can not make the rent, or the car will break down and we can not fix it. Or worse yet my or my husbands health will have us in the emergency room with not a single dime to our name to pay for it, that when my teeth are throbbing that this will be the day they fall out and I will not be able to afford a dentist or to replace them . That maybe, just maybe even though I can not work outside the home, I can still work, feel useful and have a purpose past just RTing the latest quote. Have a reason to get dressed, brush my hair and put on my make up again. I figured it might take some time, some effort, some times of being a broken record, and a star stalker of sorts, but that if I stay motivated, driven and believe in what could be, it will be. So for now, I will feed my addiction and embrace it as well , because you just never know who will be reading my next tweet, jump over to my blog and decide it is MY time.

from Modern Motive