For the past few months, my family has observed my increasingly odd behavior. Armed with camera, I slink around the house, climb on furniture, lie on the floor, or slip around outside under the cover of darkness. I spend a great deal of time sequestered in my office, and am frequently heard mumbling something about "followers." Lately, I don't change a roll of toilet paper or scrub the kitchen sink or wash a load of towels without thinking, Hey! I should blog about this!
A couple of weeks ago, I came home to find my 10 year old daughter snapping pictures of random things in her bedroom. When I asked what she was doing, she informed me that she was "blogging." This blogger thing is catching, I fear!