My wife has kept a diary for years. I must feature in there somewhere – well probably everywhere – dread to think.
Like all diaries it is her private corner and will probably make a good read some day for our ancestors. I am not destined to see those entries – I have never been tempted to look.
The diary is really useful though and if we are chatting away at a dinner party and bickering over the date of this or that – then the diary is consulted. In many ways I wish I had kept one – all too late to say that after the event – there you go. Is it too late to start now? I will probably just go on blogging – probably on and off.
I have dabbled with a blog over the years – not this one as you can see by the dearth of entries – and actually enjoyed my moments of putting down some thoughts. The odd smirk as I re-imagine wacky ups and downs of my life. It is however very public and you do have to hold yourself back from saying TOO much.
I came across an old blog of mine the other day – and was embarrassed. (you note – I haven’t added a link) Did I really SAY that – Did I even think THAT!! It is amazing how our experiences do update our behaviour.
Till my next blog – goodbye and have a good day.