My business plan for writing on HubPages
I've been hanging around!
Prioritizing Needs and Goals.
Writing on HubPages has opened a new door for me. It's a place I can go to and freely expose the lightest side of my whimsical being.
I have an addictive personality type A. It doesn't matter what the new thing is at the moment, I became completed swept of my feet and swallowed whole by the intriguing genius behind the creation.
Like video games, I clearly have a problem so I stay away from them. Mario got the best of me after trying to beat castle after castle in search of the princess.
In a way, writing online is a similar experience. I'm trying to stay ahead of a giant that has already defeated me. It's called the internet.
I become easily engrossed in the interesting articles I find here. I find myself commenting with delicate care to random strangers I've never met, but yet find they are a lot like me. We all share a passion for writing and a desire to let our creative voices sing against the typing sound of keyboard keys in the background.
There is only one problem I face when opening the tab to HubPages in my web browser. It's a trap that ensnares me and takes me hostage through the arousing information that gets my curiosity spinning.
I have grown too comfortable here. I noticed today the backside of my pants is getting tighter. I'm moving around less because I'm stationed to a chair more every morning intently staring at my screen, wondering what I'll read next in anticipating excitement!
My back is starting to hurt because I'm walking around less. My neck is starting to creak because of the arthritis that flares up every day from sitting with bad posture as I'm slumped over in awe at the writing skills and styles of my newly found HubPage authors and friends.
This is not good for me. No way, no how, will I ever get that next load of laundry in the washing machine or the pile of dishes washed when I'm glued to the computer screen like a little kid watching a new episode of a favorite cartoon.
This morning I sat here so long I forgot to eat breakfast. It was not a pretty feeling, as I had to lay down for a while, taking more precious time away from work that I should have been doing.
I work from home. My only true motivation is myself. My family and pets are the driving factors that keep me from crawling under the bed sheets and lazily going back to sleep every day.
I have no one else to blame for the cause of my lack of discipline except thy self.
Am I alone?
I hope, coming out with this confession, I find others like myself who are also engrossed in the every day goings on at HugPages.
From the interesting Answer section to the serious posts in the Forums, it's hard to take my eyes away from the writers that have worked hard on their writing portfolios and skills.
Other addicting pleasures of life.
Going to the beach
Eating ice cream
Putting sprinkles on my ice cream cones (I never have too many)
Running with my dogs
Walking around the block
Watching too much television at night
Thinking too much
Spread your wings and fly!
I can no longer afford to sit here day after day relentlessly reading page after page. I've succumbed to a rabbit hole.
What am I going to do?
I've decided the only way to tackle my current dilemma is to come up with a business plan.
What did I do before HubPages?
I used to be very busy. I was actually quite sick for a few months in earlier 2013, so writing wasn't an option at that time. However, prioritizing my day was always important and now, not so much that I've found so much to do here on HubPages.
Washing dishes is a thing of the past, when it used to be the first thing I would do after dropping my children off at school, followed by laundry and regular housework. With a spotless house, I could face any day.
Now the first thing I do is park it on my rear in front of my computer and start typing away my soul.
That needs to change for the good of my back and arthritic bones. It needs to change so I can once again start my day with a spotless house, no dirty dishes, and clean laundry.
I've decided that in order to accomplish this great feat, I must first ask myself, what is it that I actually need to get done today?
I'm very good at keeping calendars and appointments aptly in place.
After a morning marathon of HubPages, however, I find myself too tired to do anything beyond sit here and read.
It takes a lot of mental energy out of a person to think. Readers do not lack genius. We use our minds to work hard for us.
I need to use my mind to focus and help me get through the other stuff in my day that I need to do before sitting down here.
From now on, I'm going to treat HubPages as my reward.
When I come back from dropping off my children at school, my housework is done, and my business goals are met, I will then reward and treat myself to the never-ending fascinating fun on HubPages.
It's something I must do in order to achieve what I really want to become. And for lack of a better word, I've become unmotivated to do anything else when I wear myself out on here, doing what I love to do the most.
Writing and reading are my favorite hobbies. Unfortunately, that's all they are.
So, in order to gain my self-dignity back and shed the few pounds I've gained while sitting here reading every day, I'm going to pick myself up out of the chair (if I can get unstuck), and go back to doing my work.
When I'm done with that, every day in the afternoon, I will allow myself the opportunity to sit here and read. My reward will be a fulfilled day of balanced work and play.
Is it hard to pull yourself away from HubPages at times?
Even Brownie was laughing at me on the underwear incident!
How do you know you've become burnt out?
Writer's block is the first clue to understanding you may have become burnt out writing.
Take a break for a few days. Go take a walk or to a beach to refresh your mind.
Today, the last straw for me, was when I put my son's clean laundry in a basket in his room. With great roaring laughter, he appeared to me in the hallways shouting something about underwear. He couldn't get out what he was trying to say, as I sat down at the computer to read the first Hub of the day.
It was then, that I told him to place whatever was bothering him on the counter so I could deal with it later on. When my daughter told me that there was underwear on the counter, I reluctantly got up from my chair and decided to take a look at what all the hoopla was and discovered that I truly am in an unescapable predicament.
Ladies and gentlemen. Readers of my Hubs. Article readers every where.
The underwear causing the great laughter episode of 2013 were boxer shorts that I thought were a pair of shorts that went with my son's outfit.
You know you've had too much of a good thing when your eyeballs refuse to see the different between a random pair of boxer shorts and a pair of shorts that accompany a child's outfit.
Yes. I have finally reached my threshold for allowing myself to stop focusing and not concentrating on the stuff I need to do and the stuff I enjoy doing too much.
In all seriousness.
This article is all in fun.
HubPages has truly allowed me to fill my need to write and to meet other people with the same passions.