Pinterest Stress? Uh, Yeah …
June 6th, 2013, posted by Aimee
“Pinterest stress afflicts nearly half of moms, survey says.” Wow. Leave it to the TODAY Show’s “TODAY Moms” blog to cover the really hard-hitting issues. In a recently released study of 7,000 mothers across the U.S. (yes, you read that right – three zeros), a whopping 42 percent admitted to feeling anxious when flipping through the photo-filled social network and seeing the elaborate crafts and homemade dishes and desserts from other moms.
Good god, people. Get a life. That was my first reaction when seeing those headlines. I mean, come on – Pinterest stress? These simply could not possibly be working moms they surveyed. Sure, we all love a little mindless scrolling through pretty pictures online every once in a while. However, none of my Womo cohorts have a spare minute to fret over the lack of perfectly decorated cupcakes or mason jar gerber daisy arrangements in their lives.
I mean, let’s face it: most of us long ago surrendered to the world of “BIY” (buy it yourself). I recall one Halloween when a good friend, when asked if she made her child’s costume, quipped without an ounce of guilt, “I made it, yeah, and by that I mean, I made the money to pay someone else to make it.”
However, when I read on in the article and began to think about it a little more, I had to admit that Facebook is a bit of a different matter. Lately more and more I hesitate a few minutes before clicking on that bookmark or checking the notifications on my phone. Why does everyone else always seem to be on fantastic vacations in Europe or skiing with the kids in Tahoe? How come all my friends’ kids seem to say and do the sweetest, smartest things? Why does everyone else seem to have a constantly revolving stream of flattering and fun profile pics, when I struggle to find one decent shot every two years to post? And how does everyone seem to have such clever comments to make about things in the news before I have even heard about them?
And Twitter? Don’t even get me started. In my business, Twitter followings and “engagement” (i.e., how active you are and how often your tweets get “retweeted”) are the ultimate currency. Going on Twitter is an angst-ridden exercise for me the majority of the time as I eye the stagnant number of followers on my profile and struggle to find something original or clever to compose in 140 characters or less.
Damn, so I really am a cliché after all. Social media, once such a source of pleasure, is now starting to become a bit of a drag. If only there were a few other places to get my daily fix of celebrity gossip headlines, ex-boyfriend family photos and “Mad Men” recaps, I’d be in business. Until then, guess I’ll just take another Ativan and dig in.