Blogging On WordPress – Good Days, And Not So Good Days?
I’ve been blogging every day, more or less, for around two months now and although I’m trying to look at it as a long term project I have to admit I still fall into the ‘must check my stats’ trap.
I know, I shouldn’t do it, I should just blog away and if others want to come along and read it fine. If not, hey ho, that’s life, move on, you can’t please all the people all the da da da dah.
But every morning I check my emails…. “Sacre bleu, another follower. No, two. And three likes”…..
It’s sad I know. But it does raise an interesting point.
I can clearly see there is a pattern emerging about my stuttering stats.
Monday…well, I might as well blog about the price of sardines in Mesopotamia for all the views I get. Diabolical. I get more views through my kitchen window – at least the post lady looks in to see if I’m walking about in my underwear again.
Tuesday. Ah, good old Tuesday. After suicidal Monday we get the adrenaline rush and all-day high of Tuesday. This is consistently my best day. Why is that? Is Tuesday a slack day at work for everyone, allowing them a couple of hours in the afternoon to check out what’s new on WordPress? I have no idea. But on Tuesday I feel great. I’m in love with the world. Even the post lady.
Wednesday. Well, it’s like nothing really. Bland. I try to let Wednesday slip by. I shop. I re-wallpaper the hall. Anything to take my mind off the nothingness of my stats. There are some views, but not enough to cause a ripple of excitement.
Thursday. Now that’s more like it. It must be another quiet day at work for most of my visitors. I’m okay again. Life is worthwhile. Thursday is like a warm wet towel on my face. I could stay like this forever.
Friday is ‘anything can happen day’. Friday is exciting. The weekend starts here. Optimism is high. It could be a record breaker. The post lady even manages a peek through the window and a smile. I wish she wouldn’t when I’m in my underwear.
Saturday is a nightmare. It’s almost as bad as Monday. Is everyone out shopping? They must be. Somewhere at the back of my mind a line from a Frank Sinatra song croons in my ear ‘Saturday night is the loneliest night of the week….’ Too right. Where is the post lady now I need her?
Sunday. ‘I’m on the top of the world, looking down on creation…..” Awful song, but you get the message. The stats have gone crazy…I’m happy again. Life IS worth living…..amazing. What a shame there is no post today.
Anyone else recognise the pattern? Or do you have one of your own?