Last month’s poll
Last month we discussed the issue of wearing sunscreen, and whether it is healthier to slather sunscreen on our skin (which some studies are suggesting can be toxic to the body), or if it is healthier to expose ourselves to the sun without any SPF (which has also been shown to be dangerous to our skin). Out of 33 voters, 42.4% regularly slather on sunscreen, 33.3% are sunscreen slackers (me!), and 24.2% sometimes use sunscreen. It’s fairly even all across the map: apparently consumers haven’t decided any more than the scientists whether it is better to put on sunscreen or to soak up the sun without it.
This month’s poll
Recently I have been looking back through old diaries. After successfully passing an interview for the RCMP telecommunications operator position (which I am very excited about), I was given a number of forms to fill out. These forms required me to go back in time, as it were, to recall the places I have been and the things that I have been doing for the past five to ten years.
As someone who typically has roughly a dozen things going on in her head at the same time, I might be fairly well-equipped to multi-tasking (isn’t everyone in my generation?), but if you ask me what I was doing three years ago, my mind is going to be more than a little rusty. I’m a bit (ha!) of a workaholic and I adore taking up hobbies – lots of hobbies – so that means that even in my “down time”, I’m still working towards something or other.
I have sporadically kept journals and diaries throughout my childhood. When my family and I moved to Europe for three years, the mother and father dear were very encouraging that the sistertraveller and I keep diaries to document the adventure. Throughout my years of nightmares and vivid dreams, I have also off-and-on written my dreams in a dream journal. Then, in November 2005, I started writing in a diary on a regular basis. In fact, up until November 2008, I was writing in my diary (which wound up being four books worth) on an almost daily basis. I crunched to a halt until my trip to Cambodia in May 2009, in which I once again began writing in my diary daily. The last entry I wrote was June 2nd, 2009.
That makes me a little sad that I haven’t been continuing to write in my personal diary, but I am incredibly grateful that I did write in those journals for a solid four years, because they proved very helpful for recalling information needed in the RCMP forms. When I think about why I stopped writing in my journal, I think that it is partly because I have not found it strictly necessary: most issues that I wish to write about can be managed between Living Healthy, Living Rhetorically, or Health Writer Eats. More than that, I no longer feel the need to write in a diary consistently for therapeutic purposes.
But the biggest reason why I no longer keep the diary is because of time restrictions. I already record much of my thoughts and my activities on the blogs. Between working as a receptionist, writing three blogs, working on two books, writing for a newspaper, job-hunting, and engaging in various hobbies, my diary-writing has rather fallen by the wayside. Hopefully I will re-prioritize it at some point in the future, but as yet my diaries will continue to be stacked on my bookshelf, full of memories for me to peruse.
Do you journal? Is your online blog your form of diary? If you don’t keep a diary, do you regret not documenting your daily activities and thoughts? Answer the poll and elaborate on your answer in the comments section below!