Today is fifteen

Today is my fifteenth blogiversary.

For whatever that's worth. Back when I started in the heady days of knitblogging, I thought, "You know, maybe I'll have legions of fans. Maybe I'll even get a book deal. Maybe I'll be FAMOUS!"

Well, I suppose God gives you what you actually need, sometimes: I'd hate fame, because with fame would come scrutiny and critics and trolls and all of that attendant ugliness. And I'd probably be more constrained in what I could say if I knew that many people who knew me in person (like, at work) were reading me.

So I didn't get what I thought I wanted at the time, but I probably got what I actually needed - a few new friends, a place to write out my worries and my joys, and the only thing like "trolls" I get are comments from "anonymous" with dodgy links and vapourous praise that could apply to literally anything (and yeah, I've started getting a lot of those again, which is why comments will always be moderated here). 

So whatever.

Happy birthday, little blog.

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