Blogging daily for one straight month reinforced some of my tendencies. One, I was reminded that accountability works for me. Because I said that I was going to blog every day for a month, I did. Two, as soon as the month was over, I was able to drop the daily blogging, cold turkey, to the point that now -- just six days later -- I can't entirely figure how I ever managed to keep that pace for 31 days.
I mean, in these past six days, I've barely written a grocery list, much less a week's worth of blog posts.
But, on the bright side, I have accomplished many other things. I plowed through another stack of student essays and nearly completed another speech round, I attended my daughters' final soccer games of the season, I squeezed in a long run on Saturday morning, I managed another house rental weekend, and I discovered that the Sheetz gas station down the street from my house sells milkshakes -- good ones -- which is a dangerous discovery. (Easy accessibility to milkshakes? Hello!)
One thing that I didn't do this week was capitalize on the "extra" hour of sleep afforded to us with the clock change. (Does anyone manage this?) The next morning I woke up bleary-eyed and tired, mourning the lost opportunity. After all, no sleep is quite as sweet as the sleep that you're currently experiencing when your alarm -- or your child -- goes off.
So, here's to another month ahead. May it be full of many opportunities for blogging, sleep, and milkshakes. Definitely milkshakes.