I've become a slacker at posting. I suppose you might be able to attribute this to the simple fact that there is no internet connection at my house, or possibly that I've been quite busy lately (gasp!) that the time to blog has slipped away every chance I think I might have. Whatever the case, I sadly don't see this changing anytime soon.
I try to make goals for myself:
write a poem once a day for a month even if it's an haiku
floss every day
eat breakfast, lunch and dinner
be to work on time
Those are only a few I can think of right now, but it seems that for the most part these will last for one or few days and then drop off into some black abyss, as if they weren't even important in the first place. As for poetry, I made it maybe two days. It's not that I didn't try, it's just that I was used to it enough to keep it going continually. I flossed every day for about twenty days. I was proud of myself, feeling good about the cleanliness of my teeth. Then I ran out of floss, and the next container I had hurt my gums so I quit. Sometimes I don't always eat breakfast. Sometimes I forget my lunch. These two usually happen because I'm trying to get to work on time. I make my best effort trying to be on time to places. I'm sure this annoys quite a few many people. I have friends that if they know something won't start until fifteen minutes after it is supposed to, they'll plan to be there at that time, and inevitably end up being late. Me on the other hand? I'll plan to be there 10 minutes before due time in order to make it "on time." I'll still find myself being late. Blame it on my high school baseball coach; when I was 14 years old I had it instilled in me - 10 minutes early is on time, on time is late, and late is unacceptable. Thank you, Terry Gaunt.
Gosh that was a long paragraph, and an even longer rabbit trail.
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