I meant to post yesterday. Really, I did. I had resolved to post every day in January even if my life is super boring right now and I have nothing worthy to blog about. I had resolved to post what I had for dinner. I had resolved to blog about the weird things I think about on my hour-long drive from home {for instance…is it a coincidence that I drive over two dikes and then through the town of Quitman on my way to work….get it? Quit Man?}. ahem. anyway…
I had resolved to take a picture a day. Even if it’s just of me folding towels. An activity that I enjoy, by the way.
In actuality, I did none of these things. Instead I went to bed at 8 o’clock. And slept through til 7 this morning.
But that’s the thing about each new day. Why are resolutions set at the beginning of the year? We wake up to a new day every morning. Couldn’t I just make a new resolution each day? I think I’d be more likely to achieve success this way.
So, today I resolve to get a post blogged. Hey, looky there! I’m halfway there already! Success is mine!
