Next week, I'm leaving on an extended trip, and I have a lot to do. Last night, I made a list of things to do that I knew I wouldn't be able to finish before bedtime tonight. Still, I plugged away at things, and I did get a few of the things done on the list. Since I don't generally have to get up at any set time in the morning, I tend to try to finish what I can before I go to bed, no matter how late. (Blog entries are one of those things.) And every night I feel like a tortoise, creeping toward the finish line, unable to go any faster.
This blog only gets written three times a week, now, although my other blog is still a daily thing. I will have completed a year's worth of blogs there, soon, and I am thinking of taking a break for a while, then perhaps resuming the blogs, only twice a week each, for a while. I'm proud of the fact that I achieved my goal of posting 365 posts in a row on this blog, and I will soon be pleased to announce the same feat on the other blog. The weight of habit is now upon me, and I find it hard to go to sleep without having written my blog for the day. It helps to know I'm cultivating perseverance and discipline.
I guess I shouldn't have made such a long list of things to do, because it gets me down a bit to see how few things I have crossed off. But I will cross off a few more tomorrow and the day after that. Each day I will creep toward the finish line.
Slow and steady wins the race, right? :-/
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