Sunday Rant is back- I am a Sheep

Amazon is evil I tell you, pure evil! They easily herd sheep like me to the checkout button with way more items than necessary and unplanned purchases.  Case in point.  It occur to me this afternoon as I was folding towels and listening to a Mysterious Universe podcast, that some of my towels like my life were unraveling around the edges. Perhaps, I thought, what I need is not a new outlook but some new towels. Towels that not only look good, but would remind me that sometimes in life all we need is a warm bubble bath and a big soft towel. Sometimes it’s the small stuff that gets me through the day.

So after I finished folding the towels I headed over to my computer and pulled up the Amazon website.  This may seem like a lazy move on my part but you have to understand that I live in a small town where the only two stores that carry towels are Wal-Mart and Target, both of which I try to avoid at all cost. Then again, maybe hanging out at Wal-Mart for an hour would make me feel better about myself, hum… Click here if you don’t know what I’m talking about.

I wanted nice towels, so I first looked at Egyptian cotton, then organic cotton, then any towel with a good review. Reading towel reviews taught me that many, many people take the personal drying off ritual very seriously. All I wanted to know was if the towel held up after several washings, not how close to a sexual experience some people come to while toweling off.

Colors, oh crap, I forgot what an ordeal choosing colors are for me! I hate having to decide what shade of the light spectrum I prefer for any given thing. I am still upset over how bright my living room walls turned out, and I completely freeze up when faced with a choice of color of clothing, which is probably why I wear a lot of black. So there I sat, trying to decide which color of towel goes with a broken psyche. Did I want Turkish espresso (brown) to match my mood, or did I want cream to brighten my mood? Since most of my decisions lately have been disastrous, I went with light blue just to be safe. I placed my choice in my shopping cart-so far so good-right? Wrong! Up pops a list of “things other people bought with their towels”. I made the mistake of looking at the list. Did you know there are shower curtains that can run up to $135? I don’t know who the brain behind Blessed Living Homes, is, but he or she is a marketing genius!

The next items that pop up are satin sheets. Personally I don’t like satin sheets, but the reviews had me wishing I did. I thought sheets might be my next mood enhancing need, so I spend several long minutes contemplating cotton vs. flannel.  I went with a nice set of white flannel sheets, because of the reviews and because I have never had white sheets. These days I’m “pure” so why not pure white sheets? After I placed this set in my cart another list pops up, one that read, I kid you not “here are items from your wish list, why not get something for yourself?” Thanks Amazon for misjudging my purchases! You assume I am buying towels and sheets for friends. You think I am buying these as a wedding present? Getting a divorce and starting again? What are you trying to say?

Okay, so I calm down and look at my wish list, after all, it wouldn’t hurt to throw in a book or two. I notice on my wish list I have Shakespeare Beyond Doubt: Evidence, Argument, Controversy. The book comes out later this month, so I decide to go ahead and pre-order it. Once this is in my cart, another list comes up. What the hell is it with Amazon and lists! This is their evil plan at work, because as much as I don’t want to, I feel compelled to view it. I look at the list and see there are books on Shakespeare I had never heard of. One in particular caught my eye; Shakespeare Saved My Life: Ten Years in Solitary with the Bard.   Damn it Amazon, how did you know I couldn’t resist. Sigh, in the cart it went. I paid for my purchases like a good sheep and logged off. Finally, no more lists! No more judging me! No more time consuming reviews, no more pictures of things I may “need”.

You’d think I learned my lesson, but no. Next I headed to Twitter….

My Dream, Social Media. What’s Yours?

In my perfect dream world I would wake up, have my morning coffee then jump on the computer to write my first article of the day. Then I would do some social media for my clients, take a walk ,write a second article and then connect with other writers, bloggers and authors, never once leaving my house. Of course, on nice days I would take my afternoon walk, but in my perfect world I would work from home. Instead I drag myself to a job of state billing and asking fire fighters for their paperwork.

I am frustrated day after day with my life. Not my personal life, no, just my work life. As I sit and listen to podcasts, and visit Twitter on my breaks I long to be a part of that world. Today, as I listened to Stuff You Should know, hosted by the wonderful Josh and Chuck, a thought occurred to me; am I frustrated because I am hovering on the edge of my perfect world?  Because I do participate in social media as much as I do, I want to jump in with both feet but, is this good for me because I can’t?

I love social media. I have had the pleasure of “meeting” some really great people. I have authors following me on Twitter, I have had conversations with Dr. Neil Tyson on Facebook, participated in Twitter talks and best of all, met some inspiring bloggers. All of this has taught me to enjoy technology but is also shows me what I am missing because I make a living doing something very unsocial. I sit in a cubical crunching numbers and plugging them in a data base.  As I work I can only sit and listen and watch as others do what they love and get paid to do it! As I listen to the podcast Stuff you should know, I wonder if I too could write an article good enough to be talked about.

I used to think I was born to late, I wanted to be a 60’s hippie. Now I think I may have been born to early. I have embraced the new technology and long to be a part of it. There are so many role models to choose from, I just know had I been born later, I would have finished college at a young age so I too could try my hand at social media.

Perhaps it would be better if I were more like my co-workers. Most of them have no idea what Twitter is and have never read a blog. They don’t wish they could write all day or post branding articles on Twitter. Then again many of them are unhappy, but do not know why or dare to dream of doing something else. Some  are content with their life and would never consider something else.

On the other hand, at least I have a dream and a plan. Once I am done with my degree I will try my hand at writing and will sell my passion for social media work. I graduate (with honors) in a few weeks , Over the summer I will try my hand at article writing. I will move on from editing others work part time to full out freelance writing.   if all goes right, I will look back at this time of my life as a learning experience, for I have learned what it is I want to do, and what I don’t.  I will leave number crunching to those who love math!

So dear Readers, do you have a dream? Is there something you would like to do and if so, what is stopping you?