I got offered $300 to do a post on my blog and why I said no.

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I’ve been blogging now for nearly 2 years. I've been writing as a hobby for over 15 years {mind you with an 8 year hiatus from it – you know, kids}. I’ve mentioned here before how the main purpose of this blog was an outlet for me – to rediscover my love of the written word and also to have something for myself, which is mine. I know it sounds soooo cliché. But it’s true.

I have always hoped that as well as doing this for the love, it would be an extra bonus if I would be able to gets some rewards, monetary wise by writing here. And I’ve had some great opportunities come my way. Some sponsored posts where companies and businesses have reached out to me to review a product and write about it in exchange for its use.

It’s been great. But I’ve always, always known that I would only do sponsored posts if:

If it was a product that I was actually interested in
A product that my readers, YOU would be interested learning more about
Stood right with me and was aligned with my beliefs and philosophy

By the way, if there are any Bali tourism companies that would like me to write about fabulous Indonesia in exchange for the family moving there and my kids tuition paid for – I’M HERE, JUST WAITING, CALL ME!

However, last week a marketing company reached out offering me an opportunity to write a post in exchange for the payment of $300. Now to me, that’s bloody good money to write 500 words about a product. I was pretty excited when I read this email and responding quickly asking what the product was and what they were hoping to achieve by me writing something about them.

It was for an online gambling business. They asked me to promote their company and somehow weave they links through the post with a tittle name of “Things you can do at home."

Nah Uh.

No way. I politely replied and declined their offer. Firstly, I’m against this form of gambling. I’ve seen it destroy lives. I also think way too much about you, my friends and readers to think that this is something that you would want to read on here. And reading through my blog, you would know that I write about my life, parenting, travel and things that strike a cord with me that I think would strike a cord with you.

So my Christmas fund may have benefited from the $300 injection of dosh – but I would have lost so much more. So much more.

And I won’t sell out for money. Its never worth it.

Coz I love you guys and I respect you all too much to do that.

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