Do you ever feel cheated by Pinterest?
I'm sure you're probably blanching about now.
I pin everything.
Seriously. I'm obnoxiously pin-happy.
The problem is that I never close out of Pinterest feeling better about myself. I never feel uplifted, happy, or content with my life. In fact, I feel just the opposite. (I'm writing this not two minutes after I just closed my Pinterest tab. Blegh.)
Pinterest makes me want to re-paint my entire house, re-vamp my wardrobe, and go grocery shopping. I'll admit, sometimes it does inspire me. But most of the time, it just depresses me that I don't lead a glamorous life all of the time.
Being addicted to Pinterest hampers my ability to see the beauty in my own life.
My real life - full of ups and downs, a messy house, and an embarrassingly out-of-date closet.
Why yes, I still occasionally wear clothes that I wore in high school.
My newest goal (are you sick of those yet?) is to read a book instead of sit on Pinterest.
I've only read two books for pleasure since Lily was born and that fact mortifies me.
I'm going to start doing more of what I love instead of worrying about what everyone else is doing.
Maybe by dedicating an entire blog post to it, I'll actually accomplish this.
I need a Granny from Downton Abbey to get on my case about it.
Image found via Pinterest. Oh, the irony.