Hey – I’ve made it 2/3 of the way.
I’ve trudged and trekked and schlepped through the murky recesses of my brain to bring you a new post every single day of this year.
Early on I spent a lot of time freaking out about how I’d think of something to write about every day of the year. I don’t mean to insult you, but do you realize that’s 365 posts?! 365!
That’s a lot of posts.
And though my faith in the stupidity of people (and thus, fuel for my posts) is absolutely unwavering, I was pretty concerned about running out of fresh material. But as it turns out, things tend to reveal themselves throughout the day. And awkward scenarios, terrible experiences, and rage-inducing conversations are oh-so-much-more bearable when I know that if all else fails at least I have something to post about that night.
That being said, let’s review some pros and cons of being a post-a-dayer.
- An excuse to try new things
- A way to manage stress
- Improved command of the English language
- When I’m ‘in the zone’ and write what I believe to be a good post, it’s an absolutely fantastic feeling.
- My readers are incredibly funny and delightful
- It’s a great feeling to know that someone likes something you write enough to share or recommend it to others.
- Less sleep. Really. I’m a walking zombie sometimes.
- Sometimes I really just don’t feel like posting.
- …you know, I really thought there would be more cons.
I have this growing fear that I’m going to just start sucking really bad. Like, really bad. What can I possible have to say that I haven’t already said in the first 243 posts?
You know, when I first started out it was thanks to a friend of mine who took a photo every day of the year. Seeing her dedicate herself to doing something every single day inspired me to do the same. And when I was just beginning the journey, I asked her how I could possibly make it through the year doing something new every day. I said the year seemed so long and so unsurmountable.
She told me I couldn’t possibly think like that and it was all about one day at a time.
When I remember that, I do all right. Because hey – I’ve gotta write tomorrow whether it’s entertaining or not. So why sit here and fret? At least I can say I’ve done something every single day for a year without fail or excuse.