It feels like I’m becoming addicted to the WordPress Daily Prompts. Nothing wrong with it. They offer up some terrific ideas. Like yesterday’s. “Goals”. When you started your blog, did you set any goals? Have you achieved them? Have they changed at all?
How could I not write about this topic?
Of course I set goals when I decided to start this blog. Well, ONE goal, to be precise. But it’s a WHOPPER! A goal is its whole reason for being.
My goal was to write every single day for a year. 365 days. Every twenty-four hours. Fifty-two weeks. Twelve months. An entire annum. Day in. Day out. Week days. Weekends. Holidays. Winter. Spring. Summer. Fall. Rain or shine. In sickness and in health. Come hell or high water. Without fail. No days off for good behaviour. No excuses. No slacking off. No putting it off. No procrastinating. No forgetting. No pauses.
And just in case I lost sight of the what and the why and the where for (or you did), I named it “three hundred sixty-five”.
A constant reminder.
I did/do have a sub-goal, too. Whatever I’m writing about has to be interesting. I can’t cop out. I can’t simply post some drivel just so I can say I’ve posted every day. Definitely not. No easy way out for me.
Hasn’t always been easy, I’ll tell you. There are days I’ve woken up and an idea hasn’t popped into my head before I’ve even gotten out of bed. Or after, for that matter. There are days when I wonder if and when the light bulb will finally go off. There are days I’m not only dragging my ass, I’m dragging my brain. When every part of me is plum tuckered out. Weary. Zonked. Fizzled. Frazzled. No interest. No desire. No get up and go.
Yet, here we are. Day 290. Holy cow. Well I’ll be. Son of a bitch. Hell’s bells. Good golly, Miss Molly. Getta loada that. *%^# me!!
Two hundred and ninety days. The better part of ten months. Solid. In a row. One after the other. That’s each and every, baby!!
Just have 75 left. A little over two months. Yikes! Wowza! I’m pulling it off.
Guess I’ve answered the first question. YES, I set goals. Next …
Have I achieved them? You bet your ass I have. I’ve shown up here every day, WITH something to say. To share. To write about. And yes, I’m well aware, I’m not done yet. There’s more to come. But I think we should cut me some slack for the time I’ve already logged. Or blogged. After all, I’ve never given up.
Not even once.
One, last question. No, my goal hasn’t changed. Nor will it. It can’t. My goal IS my blog. My blog IS my goal. They are really one and the same. And as much as I may have just made it sound like it’s sometimes a drag, it isn’t. I love every minute. I love every minute I spend thinking of what I’ll write. I love every minute I spend writing what I write. I love hearing from you. And responding to you.
This blog is probably the best idea I’ve ever had. Uhhh, make that ONE of the best. At the very least. And by the way, just in case you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m a stubborn bitch who never gives up. Pig-headed. Bull-headed. Ornery. Always have been. Always will be. So there is NO way I’m missing a day.
N-O W-A-Y!! Jose.
You can bet on it. So there. See you tomorrow.