While blogging made me cook more variety of dishes ... it spoiled Alok for choices, starting to think of himself as a king who would have a feast and enjoy watching TV, leaving the food right there in front of him.
While blogging sometimes exhausted me when I tested various recipes ... it ended up making us order pizza for dinner on few days, after which he would continue watching TV while I edited the photos for my next post.
While blogging made me a better writer ... it made Alok spend time on his gadgets away in the room because I wanted silence in the living room to write the next post.
While blogging taught me new photography skills and improved the way I clicked photos ... it made Alok shy away from camera at the slightest sound of a click, for the fear of me using him and his photos as fodder for my blog.
While blogging made me learn to use social media more effectively ... it made him watch movies on TV alone because I had to comment on other blogs and reply to the ones on my own.
While blogging made me better at baking ... it made him pass time aimlessly on laptop after dinner until I could spend time with him after I finished baking and photographing.
While blogging brought me popularity ... it made him lonely because I was busy finding solutions to fix bugs, searching for Photoshop tutorials, and adjusting templates.
While blogging made me learn to multitask ... it made him think I was like the Indian Goddess with ten hands so he'd rather play games on his laptop than help me with anything at all.
While my blog became my baby ... it made him make the laptop his wife ... while I took care of my virtual blogspot baby, he spent his time with his iMac wife.
While blogging came with a humongous amount of dishes for me to wash ... it made him indifferent to sharing the chores and choosing to continue playing with his phone AND watching TV at the same time.
This retrospection of my blogging journey made me realize what my blogging has done to my husband. I told you - blogging comes with a baggage of boons and banes.
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