In the Habit
Habits have a way of sneaking up on you, and it turns out I have a new one. I'm in the habit of blogging.
Right now, I’m absolutely exhausted from a fantastic Thanksgiving weekend. It’s time for bed. All the lights are out in my apartment. It’s quiet and warm. And I can’t seem to close my eyes without posting a blog entry.
That’s because at the beginning of November, I set out to blog everyday for the entire month, and apparently my inner voice has not gotten the memo that it’s December 1.
That’s just fine by me. I’ve rediscovered the need to write. My November challenge did its job.
Blogging everyday wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be, but out of the 30 some entries I wrote, most are placeholders… snippets of thought recorded to meet a quota.
I want to improve that, so I’ve decided to continue writing everyday for another month, but I won’t be blogging as much.
Still, I have a feeling that additional blogging challenges may be in my future.
For someone who hasn't seen or heard from you in years even the little place holder posts are fun to read.
I guess your habit has died on the vine. Your stories are always fun to read.
Thanks Jack. It did indeed. I do hope to start up again soon!