Edited to correct all the mistakes and examples of poor sentence structure which are incumbent with late-night (early morning) posting...

Yesterday I started headblogging about the day, and all day today I looked forward to writing a post about it. I was good, though, and got my work done first. (Well, most of it. Okay, some of it.) Anyway...

I got on the computer around 7 pm, still eager to write my post. First, though, I had some business to take care of.

Friends and relatives have been clamoring for me to get a Facebook. I have resisted, knowing that I do not need one more reason to waste spend time on the computer and that my blog would probably suffer if I got a facebook. (Either that or my home and family would be neglected in favor of the computer even more than they already have been. Or both.)

But Facebook, it seems, is the new e-mail. It's how people keep in touch. And I have people wanting to keep in touch with me that way.

I've often thought about whether I should share my blog address with IRL friends and family. Many of them enjoy my writing, and with all the time I spend on the blog, it would make sense to use it as a keeping-in-touch vehicle. No, I wouldn't feel as free to write some of the things I write; I would just have to be willing to give up that freedom. But most of the things I post, I'd love to have friends & relatives read. So I have wrestled with that whole thing. And then at some point I realized that most of them wouldn't read it even if I did open it up to them. Because bloggers read blogs. Normal people, not so much. Normal people Facebook. That is how most of my relatives and IRL friends keep in touch with each other.

And a lot of them have been wanting to know when I was going to jump on the bandwagon so they could keep in touch with me as well.

(Never mind that we all have e-mail. E-mail is old school, apparently.)

Plus my older kids have Facebook, so it behooves me to know what it's all about. Really, truly. Whether or not they want me to be their Facebook friends.

As I mentioned earlier, I was anxious all day to get to my blog and write up the post that had been bubbling in my brain since yesterday afternoon. And so I would... as soon as I set up my Facebook.

Four hours later (with a half-hour break in there to make a phone call and tuck the kids in bed)... anyway... four hours later, I was still on Facebook. And I really couldn't remember much of the blog post I'd been going to write.

This is bad. This is very bad.

So we shall see how the Facebook affects the blog. And the sleep, and the house, and the family.

It's all new to me. I don't like new; I like familiar. I like blog. I don't like Facebook. Yet. I'll probably love it within a couple weeks' time.

But I hope I will always love blogging more. Blogging is... special. "Everybody" Facebooks, but not everybody blogs. Bloggers are a special breed, I think. And I really do not want Facebook usurping my blogtime. It's been hard enough to carve out time for the blog. As it is, I write up only a small percentage of all the things I want to blog about. How on earth will I make time for a Facebook as well?

We shall see.

Remember my comment above about Facebook being the new e-mail? Well, my brother was kind enough to comment on that perception of mine. "Facebook may be the new e-mail," he wrote, "but Twitter is the new Facebook. You're still one fad behind."

*Sigh* I just can't win.