OK, this is it, it’s getting difficult now. What, we are only like two weeks into this 365 day of blogging challenge and already I’m dried up? This is where rubber hits the road, where the girls are separated from the women, where commitment is tested.
It’s true, I don’t have a topic for this evening but here I am anyway, banging it out. Whatever “it” is, here I am. Yes, for a 365 day blogging challenge you are going to get some of this stuff. The stuff where I don’t have anything to write about but I sit down anyway to write. How else can the other stuff come up without first getting rid of the superficial blob? My muse is testing me.
So it’s 10:00PM and I’ve been up since 6:00AM and I am telling you I have nothing to write about? I have been breathing in and out, talking to people, driving around, thinking, contemplating, emailing, working, running errands, being a wife, mother, employee, friend for 16 hours and I have nothing to blog about?
I could blog about how I didn’t feel well all weekend and didn’t want to go to work this morning but I went anyway. I could blog about being upset with one of my children for something they did that scared me (nothing life changing but still). I could blog about the lame movie that The Gent and I just watched. I could write about this hellacious headache I now have, but it would all bore you.
But I sit here and write anyway. Why? Because that’s what writers do. We have to write nonsense sometimes to get to the good stuff. That has been my experience anyway. Just keep writing. Let’s just hope this streak of nonsense doesn’t last too long.
When you are exercising and dieting? Do you just decide to give up one day because you don’t feel like going to the gym? No, you keep going. You want that pay off. Do you skip brushing your teeth for days on end because you are too tired? No, it has become second nature to brush your teeth. At least I hope so, who wants to walk around with grossness in their mouth? Hopefully no one.
My point is this, we keep going. We keep doing. We keep that commitment and in the end it feels good, even if what we did was crap that day. We did it, that was the point. We made the effort. Some days are good. Some days are not so good. But we keep going. We get up. We do. We push through.
This also tells me I need to pay attention to more of my day so I can come up with something to write about, creatively. In order for me to pay attention to my day I need to get some decent sleep.
So good night ya’ll,