>> Monday, 22 April 2013
So, this blog's Tots 100 stats have plummeted this month. I mean, seriously dropped. We're talking Cyprus style bank account levels of a hair cut on my numbers.
A bit of background; for reasons I could never understand, since October last year until last month, The Potty Diaries was bouncing around in the high numbers between, #9 and #14 on the Tots 100. Pretty cool, huh? Not bad, if I do say so myself.
This month, though? The Potty Diaries is on at #65. That's a drop of 55 places. Fifty five. Places. (I'm wondering if this may qualify me as this month's biggest loser but am too embarrassed to check that fact*.) Hmmm. I thought I would be more upset. Obviously, when I first saw it, I did experience a pang of disappointment. It may even have resulted in the temporary removal of the Tots 100 ranking badge from my blog, if I'm honest.
But then my sense of humour / proportion / perspective picked itself up from where it had tripped over a crack in the pavement, brushed the grit from it's knees, straightened it's jacket and got real (and in the process put the badge back on the site). I mean, I knew that once the numbers of hits per site were included in the metrics there was no way this blog could compete with the heavy hitters back in the UK. I wasn't delighted by the prospect of a fall, but I knew it was coming, and now that it's happened I find that actually I don't mind (too much).
Certainly, it's been great over the last few months to get interesting approaches from pr agencies etc on the back of good performances in the ranking tables but let's be honest; how many of them can I actually take up, living in Moscow? On top of which it's not as if I don't have enough to do besides blogging - and not spending time fretting about maintaining my ranking through frequency of posting etc will only help to free me up for other projects, like getting the second half of that book written.
So actually, this fall is - amazingly - fine with me. Well - better than fine; it doesn't bother me. It is what it is.
Could it be that I am - finally - growing up?
*Please; do not take it upon yourself to check that fact and report back in the comments box. I may be growing up - but not that much...