Living with Competition

Hubby says when we play dominoes, scrabble or cribbage with MOH it brings out my competitive streak. I never thought I had one to be honest, and usually accept losing gracefully as, well, I usually end up losing!
9sMOH is competitive though, so I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that it brings mine out too, and he grumbles that Hubby and I are ganging up on him should the dice not fall in his favour sotospeak.
Our last little tournament of 7 games was actually one of the best we’d played. Sure, I was ‘frozen out’ by the lads blocking the ends with dots I couldn’t match on many an occasion, but with 2 games each at the final game, anyone could win, and this time it was me.
blogNow Hubby has been blogging a full year longer than I, and it was his idea that I start.
I never saw it as a competition, but in a way it’s actually turned out to be.
Hubby’s blog is way different to mine, his posts being informative, some covering current events or news items, humourous sometimes, and his compilation graphics are brilliant.
We share several followers (who I believe realise we’re ‘related’) and this morning both noticed no movement in our Blog stats or additions to our Readers since 9 o’clock last night, yet comments and likes have been forthcoming since then, so I’m just a tad confused how WP calculate all the data they throw up on our screens.
blog 1000Hubby reached his 1000th post before me and is hoping to reach number 1300 by the end of the week. I’m not that far behind, but there’s no way I can catch him up. Maybe by 1500.
I’ve overtaken him in views and followers at the moment, but he still holds the title for most comments and the highest number of views in one day.

I’m finding it interesting though.
Our childhoods and backgrounds were totally different, as were our working lives. Our star signs are opposites, yet we have similar values and opinions but aren’t always in agreement, unless it’s to agree to differ.
They say you never really know someone until you live with them. Maybe they should extend that to include Blogging. We’ve been together over 26 years, and I’m still learning!

togetherness

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Living with Competition

  1. Blog stats are one place I don’t get competitive. It all depends on how many posts you put out there and the quality of the post or your genre or a hundred different other things. My favorite way to determine if my posts are substantive are by the quality of the commenters. WP can’t fool around with that. It’s really not about the numbers.

    • Agree completely. I love getting comments, sometimes they give me inspiration for another post. I gave up trying to work out the stats calculations at the last WP revamp, and am happy that anyone reads my posts at all!

      • It’s because your stories are so interesting and your life so different (at least from mine). Living on a boat full time still baffles me. Of course I am in love with Maggie. She should have a blog.

      • How very kind! As for living on the boat, yeah, it is a bit baffling, but it’s not a bad life. It was the best option for us last year, and once the initial shock and change of lifestyle was over and done with, we’ve come to enjoy it.

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