And that I thrive on all things quantifiable.
Given those two facts, you won’t be surprised to hear that I have had a love affair with Klout.
I have a morning routine that goes a little something like this:
Get up and greet my husband, who typically has two hours on his day already.
Fire up the Keurig and pray that the kids sleep for another blissful hour.
Yep. I’m nothing if not a creature of habit.
And seeing that little line rise each morning has given me some strange sense of accomplishment.
I recently wrote about how giving up my career to be a stay-at-home mom is what brought me to blogging.
The stats, the comments, the connections offer me encouragement and confirmation that I am something more than “just a mom.”
Klout has been the icing on my affirmation cake.
But one day last month, while I was pleased with my Klout score, I was less than thrilled with the fact that I couldn’t have listed a small moment for you from my day.
My focus has veered so far off path that I had to reassess what matters most now.
And here’s the impact that realization has had on my Klout score:
Focused, multitasking, one too many episodes of Sid the Science Kid for the kids while I sneak in a few extra minutes on Facebook.
Klout score: 64.16
Extra snuggles on the couch in the morning, some random social media from 1pm-2pm, and a plea for “just five more minutes” with email in the late afternoon.
Klout score: 63.87
Bike ride in the afternoon during peak Twitter hours.
Klout score: 63.49
Spontaneous decision to accompany Craig on a business trip, an afternoon visit with my amazing friend Sherri, and Mad Men on Netflix.
Klout score: 62.79
Long lunch with Craig, Katie, and Matthew on an outdoor patio, great conversation with Craig during nap time, fun crafts with Katie, and an extra glass of wine in the evening.
Klout score: 61.84
Championship tower building with Matthew, an extra read through of Goodnight Gorilla, and an hour with Thomas the Train.
Klout score: 61.31
Now, if I’m completely honest, I have to admit that it’s unlikely that my need for measurable success will change.
But lately, I’ve been measuring my success in hugs and smiles.
And I can’t think of anything I’d rather be influential in.