I can’t believe I’ve written a post every single day this year. I mean, I know I made a big deal about it and everything, but I’m not so sure I ever believed I would accomplish it. And I haven’t yet. But I’m almost past the first quarter and I’m going to have to reflect on these small victories if I’m going to keep moving along.
I started this blog thanks to inspiration from a friend who took a picture every day for 365 days. The whole 365 project is really catching on these days, but back when she was working through her 365 album, it was new to me.
Once I put up the blog, I told her I felt an incredible weight on me. 365 posts is a lot of posts. How will I have that much material? What if I write something *gasp* boring?!
She said I couldn’t think like that. She said that the 365 project is about dedicating yourself to that one thing just once a day. Just once every single day. Not 365 days in a row.
It’s a small, but significant distinction.
And so here I am halfway through March and still chugging along. I’ve had good posts and not-so-good posts. But I’ve done it every single day.
I’ll admit that I’ve thought from time to time that I’ve daydreamed about what it would have been like to try a post a week instead. Just imagine! I’d have an entire week to whip out just one good piece. A week! Do you realize how LONG THAT IS?
I’ve also fantasized about the other things I could be doing with the time I spend on blogging. Of course, before I had a blog I didn’t do anything at all during this time. But now that I’ve seriously committed myself to one thing a day, I’ve been spending a lot of time plugging hypothetical replacements in this time zone and fantasizing about the results. They’ve included
Exercise: holy cow man. If I worked out for an hour a day every SINGLE day without excuse, I’d be a lean, sexy beast. Rawr.
Cooking: I’m not too shabby in the kitchen, but who can’t benefit from a lesson or two in proper cutting methods? And I’ve yet to attempt a pie. Ever. They scare me. But after a some focus and good old time investment, I reckon I could be quite the kitchen sensation.
Starting my own business: I have a few really excellent ideas for this but most consume both time and money. At least, that’s what my excuse has been in the past. So far I’ve proven I have at least 77 hours of time that could be mustered up if I really wanted them. And my t-shirt raffle proves that I’ll happily invest in something I enjoy, even without promise of return.
Becoming a fierce fiddler. I’ve always wanted to have some crazy awesome hidden talent. Though I’d be totally fine with ripping it up on guitar or being a classical pianist, there is something I find simultaneously amusing and super cool about the prospect of being a ground-stompin’, down-home country fiddler.
Bein’ a Hottie. My typical self-maintenance program involves a shower, clothes (thank goodness), and a little makeup. But if I spent the hour I blog everyday blowdrying my hair and doing some serious construction, I could walk the streets a super hottie. Imagine the power.
But alas, I’ve dedicated myself to being a blogger extraordinaire. And that’s pretty darn cool too. And so press on, I shall! Just 287 more to go.
I mean one.
Just one more. Tomorrow and then the day after, and so on. ♣Funny – I had this post in my queue because I was struggling and thought I could use a reflection post to motivate myself. And then I got Freshly Pressed! Nothing like some increased traffic and a slew of new comments to keep me going. Thanks so much for stopping by!