Bloggers/collectors come and go. It's a topic of conversation that's been on a couple of blogs this weekend. Here, here and here at least. It used to bother me a little, probably for selfish reasons. I didn't like seeing my blogger friends and trading partners disappear because it was one less blog to read, one less person to send cards. I don't feel that way anymore.
I understand now. I'm approaching my third year of blogging and with over 1550 posts under my belt, I can understand how some people reach the end of the line. Whether they get tired of blogging or the entire hobby, I get it. The thing is, I'm still having fun, both with blogging and collecting. The last two weeks with my wife have reinforced something I already knew, that cardboard is a distraction from the toil and worries of everyday life. For that, I'm grateful. I think in life you need something frivolous to keep the real world at bay. Provided, of course, that it doesn't replace the things in life that are most important. You know, things like family, financial responsibility and episodes of Major Crimes.
Having said that, I had to clean house. I tried following one of the newer blogs and it wouldn't "take". I guess I was at Blogger's arbitrarily imposed limit. I cleared 18 blogs off my "blogs I follow" list. It bothers me a little to do that because I'm always hopeful they'll pick it back up someday. Someday, maybe they will, but the ones I dropped hadn't posted in more than a year and three of them hadn't posted in 2 years.
I wonder if I can mark "Clean House" off my honey do list now.