I have never considered myself a blogger or writer. Yes you are reading this post on a blog right now, but I still wouldn’t label myself a blogger. (I tend not to like labeling myself or others, but that’s a post for another day.) For the most part, I post here for myself. Usually, it’s because I spent some time looking up how to do something or just thinking about some topic and I want to organize my thoughts. When I was in school, I remember a teacher telling me to write things to down to help me remember them. I might never look at the paper again, but the act of writing it down would help me remember. Posting to this blog is a lot like that. Every so often, I will come back here to look up how I did something. But it’s pretty rare.

As you can tell, the comments on this blog are off. I have zero interest in creating any sort of community here. And, in fact, I don’t think that anything I’ve written would make anyone think of “joining” me. I assume that all of the traffic here (except possibly for my family) came because they searched for something and found a post of mine that might help. It would be cool if I knew that I had helped someone because I’m usually pretty grateful when I’ve found information online that’s helped. But I also know that if I turned the comments back on, I’d get inundated with spam. So instead, on good days, I think that I’ve quietly helped millions of people who have had the same problems as me. On not-so-good days, I assume that I’m the only person who has ever read this blog. And I’m fine with that.

One of the good things about not calling myself a writer means that I feel no obligation to post regularly or write a given number of words per day. I only write when I have something to say and that doesn’t happen all that often. I much prefer listening and trying to learn new things. I know many people want to be the expert and want to make sure that you’re aware that they’re the expert. The problem I have with these people is that the ones I know tend to never admit that they don’t know something or that they made a mistake. I find this funny, because these days I’m very much enjoying trying new things and failing completely. I used to think that it would be cool to have a TV show called “Failure” where I’d try to repair something in a house or build something, but fail completely. It would be like the anti-This Old House or cooking show. But it’s unlikely anyone would watch it but me.

So, why did I write this post? I had read some other blogs about writing, how difficult it is at times and how people force themselves to do it. And I was agreeing with the people who said it was insane to force yourself to do it. Today, I’m just reminding myself that I write for me and that’s just fine.