Why I’m Not On Pinterest

People ask me all the time if I’m on Pinterest and they always seem shocked when I tell them that I am not and I never intend to be. A couple years ago, I requested an invite to Pinterest. I tried to follow the directions to join but it didn’t work so I decided right then that it wasn’t for me. Over time, I have compiled a list of why I don’t want any part of it, other than the fact that I’m not even clever enough to figure out how to join.
I don’t have time. It’s the same reason I won’t play Candy Crush (stop sending me invites Mom!). When I see and hear people talking about how addicting something is and how much time they’ve spent on something, I don’t want to have any part of it. I already waste too much time on Facebook, I don’t need any other distractions. My time is at a premium right now. I’ve had to cut TV shows from my lineup, shows that I really enjoy watching. When I look at the DVR and see I’m 16 episodes behind, it gives me anxiety, so it is really better for all of us if I just stop recording. I’m already stressing about how I’m going to fit in grocery shopping this weekend, so, I’m sorry Pinterest, you lose.
I don’t want to feel inadequate. When I see the cool and crafty things that other moms do, it makes me feel a little lame. On Valentine’s Day, my Facebook feed was filled with cute little projects that my mommy friends did with their preschooler/gradeschooler. Do you know what I did for Valentine’s Day? I went to Target and bought a couple of 10 packs of blank cards from the $1 bins, put a couple of stickers in the cards, and Brady wrote his name inside of at least some them. It was cheap, efficient, Brady was happy to write his name with something other than toothpaste, and I’m sure the kids who got the stickers were happy too: everybody wins. When I see what other moms do I start to think maybe I should be trying a little more.
I’m not that much fun. I don’t mind making stuff; I make baby food, laundry detergent, kids. Some of the Pinterest inspired projects give me hives just thinking about them. I tried once. When Colin was a couple of days old, I made Cloud Dough for the older boys. It became disastrous when Brady started running the Cloud Dough through his hair and shoving it in his underwear. It ended in a mommy tantrum and reminded me that I’m just not cut out for projects like that. When did we decide that Play Dough isn’t messy enough? I was talking to my sister over the weekend and lamenting about how I’m lame because I don’t do fun things like that with my kids and she confessed that every time she tries, it ends just like the Cloud Dough experiment (she was a witness to my meltdown.) My sister is fun, way more relaxed than I am, so if her projects end in disaster, I’m sure that mine would too.
I rely on all of my friends to let me know if there’s anything I MUST know about. Every once in awhile, I hear about ideas from Pinterest that I might actually try and succeed at. Even though I refuse to be a part of Pinterest, I’m glad my friends are so that I can get wind of any ideas that don’t take too much time, talent, or energy because I have none of the above.

About jillo31

I always wanted to write the great American novel. I've come to the realization that that may not happen. Instead, I'm going to write about my life as a working mom to three boys. I figure in ten years, I won't remember what these days are like. I want to record my everyday victories and struggles.
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