I can do all the basics on a computer. I’ve got Word down to a pat and can operate a gmail-inbox like a semi-pro, but, in this technological age, I’m starting to realise that’s not enough. And it’s making me feel inferior, like a sub-par chihuahua playing with the big dogs. Haha!
So, I started a blog (which took me all of two days to figure out), but now I still have several technical glitches to fix before my perfectionistic neurosis will allow me to let anyone see what I’ve created. Go figure. I went to all that trouble (o.k, and I had fun in the mean time, too) and now no one can see it because it’s not THE BEST BLOG IN THE WORLD! Sometimes, I could slap myself 😉
Is it a female thing? These unforgiving, unattainably high standards that we set for ourselves? As if there’s a legion of judgemental angels walking around with clipboards, scoring our every thought and action with a reckless disregard for our (purely human) limitations.
I tend to be very hard on myself. I’m my own worst critic and I use my pompoms so seldom, I tend to forget to be my own cheerleader as well, every once in a while. After all, just because I’ll never be the smartest/prettiest/thinnest/most patient/likable/techno-savvy person in the room, doesn’t mean I have nothing to contribute.
So, now I’m putting this out there, warts and all. I hope you enjoy it anyway!
(…Just avoid the tags for “About” and “Lingual” for now, at least until I’ve figured the little weasels out…) 🙂
(Ok, well, Stellenbosch, at least!)