My good friend Crash Test Dummy reminded me that if I want to post 365 times again this year, I better get back on the horse. But I feel rather speechless, or perhaps in blogspeak, it is wordless.
Has this ever happened to anyone else? You achieve this amazing thing like running a marathon, and then you think "Golly Gee" I will never live up to the standard I have set for myself.
Or perhaps it is some overwhelming task, like cleaning out the fridge. If I ever manage to do this, then I just want to open the door and stare at it and never go grocery shopping or cook anything again.
So we will see how this year goes. Truth be told, I posted 61 times in July and that was because of the tragic events that were happening. So I will be OK if I don't make it to 365 posts this year, if it means nothing devastating happens. Do you hear that blogging Gods?
On the other hand, that doesn't mean, that when tragedy and comedy hits, as seems to be wont to happen with me, I won't rub my hands together with glee, and think to myself, "Boy is this going to be good to blog about."
My sidebar doesn't say that I am 71% addicted to blogging for nothing. I find that blogging is like scrap booking. When I first got into scrap booking, I found that no matter what, I would think how can I scrap book this? What should I wear or the child wear that will look cute on the page?
And now my focus has changed to the Blog. It is all about the Blog. What will I blog now? What will my friends blog now? When will I blog again? How can I take a boring dull life and make it interesting and entertaining to my readers? Will anyone comment? Will anyone think I'm funny? How many people will LOL today because of me? The thoughts go on and on.
So perhaps I am not so wordless, after all. Only time will tell.