Think about getting the laptop out and switching it on. Sigh, a lot. Gaze longingly at the television, even though you know there’s nothing on. The sofa looks inviting…and you’ve just been shopping so there’s cake. Mmm cake.
Eventually realise that the blog post won’t write itself. Open the laptop in a huff and sigh while it takes ages to start up.
Go and get a drink. Agonise over the cake.
Put the cake back. It can be a treat when you’re finished. You need motivation.
Stare at the computer screen in the hope that some eloquent and interesting words might suddenly appear. They don’t.
Quickly check Facebook. Since when did a baby shower mean eating disturbing vagina/baby shaped cakes? Urgh.
Ooh a quiz about which Avenger you’d be.
The Hulk?! WTF! Won’t be sharing that result on Facebook.
Congratulate yourself on avoiding the cake. That could have been nasty.
What were you doing? Oh yeah, the blog *rolls eyes*.
You should really delete a few spam emails first; you don’t want your inbox getting overwhelmed. Another final invitation to join this year’s Who’s Who and some very creative subject lines about erections. Seriously, who sends out this crap?
Remember the Instagram challenge you just started. Spend ages thinking about constructing a shot and then decide it would be easier to cheat. Scroll through your picture files for something suitable. Ha! Just need to Photoshop it a bit first…
Surely someone must like this photo? You thought it was quite good. Huff and puff for a couple of minutes until a notification pops up: ooh, a like! All is right with the world again.
Realise it’s almost 10 o’clock and you still need to write a blog post. For fuck’s sake. Remind yourself that you love blogging and you’re just having an off day.
Let your mind wander. Try to free write. Realise you can’t be arsed. Feel a bit bad.
Think about taking the night off. Feel guilty.
Start writing something, then realise it’s almost identical to a post you wrote last week. Get annoyed at yourself.
Scroll through your Bloglovin’ feed for inspiration but instead just feel inferior.
Eat the cake.
Decide to post the draft you weren’t sure of last week.
Spend half an hour on Twitter and forget what you were stressed about.
Feel like you might not be so bad at blogging after all…