How it started and how it's going
Another downpour, dark sky, closed windows, drops on a recently cleaned glass. This summer is not a summer for me. Storms, low temperatures, and the impossible organization of the holiday are my sandbags and the reason why the skirts and shorts I bought for this season remained in the closet, along with vibrators that invite me to new journeys, albeit in the shelter of my room.
I started the blog Those Creamy Peaches about four years ago. I am not a woman of anniversaries, believe it or not. Still, I remembered that the fifth year is running because I will soon receive an invitation to an official medical examination, which we have in the company every five years. Because I am sure that on April 3, 2024, no brilliant idea will come to my mind about how to mark the fifth milestone, which, almost without my knowledge, crawled past me.
The beginnings of setting up a website were challenging but, at the same time, exciting and optimistic. Kind of like our summer weather. A clear sky that turns gray instantly and is adorned with glittering lightning. It started with a stupid idea, but I thought it was terrific, so I grabbed it with open arms and never let it go again. Suddenly, I set up a website and banged my fist against the table every time I couldn't find a solution to the stupidest thing. At the same time, of course, I had fun in some sort of perverse way, creating a website and testing vibrating toys. I just needed to move from my desk to my bed. And I was really good at this bed activity. Writing reviews was also astonishing.
The articles caused me more problems. I rarely had a spark in my head. When it did happen, it was raining ideas, but this happened more often in the first years and less and less with time. And such was usually the beginning of more turbulent times. During the same period, I began to look at the statistics in detail. And this often led me to the verge of insanity. I attached great importance to it. On the one hand, it was good because I saw how readers behave, but on the other hand, it was terrible because I forgot about the website's content.
But having a website is not bad. I stayed within the limits of my introversion but allowed myself some escapes to other worlds. Into social networks, encounters with erotic store representatives, and answering questions from readers. I didn't see any problem describing my sexual experiences, but I thought it might be the biggest one. On the other hand, I felt much more vulnerable in the above activities, which still cause me many problems today.
Because of them, I probably fell into a black hole this year. Also, due to other commitments, I made this year, I felt like I was sinking more and more. Although I embarked on a study of sexology that pleases me, I neglected a website for a minute or two. Even my calendar could have helped. I was chasing deadlines and swallowed sexology manuals and literature besides work. As a result, I returned more actively to yoga, where I found peace and, at the same time, a new pleasure worth keeping. Even professionally. Therefore, during this turbulent time, I enrolled in a yoga instructor course and started crocheting regularly. Anything to build up a better blog, but it's anything but that. Of course, I had to spice everything up by participating in foreign affiliate programs.
On a sunny Sunday morning, when I finished writing this article, the purpose of which was not my complaining because I really enjoy all the things listed above, but more understanding of creating online content and answering the question of why it occasionally happens that my world collapses. It is a lack of energy, sometimes a lack of ideas or time, but the heart is still in the right place.