My Pinterest Problem
I have a problem. I’m addicted to Pinterest. I have over 10,000 pins. Whew. I said it. That is really hard to admit. I mean, seriously? Where do I find the time to pin so many things? I can’t even figure it out. Granted most of them are re-pins, and I have been a member of Pinterest for years (since before most people had even heard about it…not to brag or anything), and it is easy with the iPhone app to sneak in a pin here and there, but still 10,000 pins is 10,000 pins no matter how you get there. And 10,000 pins is a lot. I’m a hoarder of pins.
I don’t really think that my addiction is a problem. Sure my fiancé (it still feels weird and exciting to write that!) might wish that sometimes I would put the computer away, but I feel the same way about him and his new HBO GO obsession – that’s the definition of compromise, right? In all seriousness, there are worse things I could be addicted to – like drugs and alcohol, for instance. Pinning is relatively harmless by comparison. However, the problem is – what’s the point? What good are the 192 pins on my “green thumb” board going to do me if I never go back and look at them/refer to them/do them/use them? My garden is dying, but I can’t stop pinning pictures of other people’s pretty gardens long enough to water the damn thing.
And so, herein lies my self-administered challenge: in an effort to make my pins worthwhile, I am going to try to do one “Pinterest Project” every week. Whether it’s a craft, a recipe, or an outfit creation, I am determined to put those pins to use. And with fall right around the corner I’m feeling especially motivated to play “Suzy Homemaker” and get to work!