I just noticed that in 2012, I do not have 366 posts. I can even see which months are short. It seems bizarre that I would have skipped days. Of all the things I am compulsive about, not missing a day on the blog might just be the top obsession. I recall that I did delete some posts from time to time -- so maybe that's what happened in 2012. It will just have to be one of those mysteries.
In 2013, I posted 517 times. That's crazy. But, I'm guessing that I was channeling a lot of *anticipation* into the blog. It was the year that my daughter was pregnant with her first kid and she was in Australia. So, the blog provided a place to babble about other things to take my mind off of all the *whatever-you-call-it* that happens when the first grandchild is on the way. I guess anticipation works. Let me know if there is a better word that I am forgetting.
There is only one other thing that I think I truly obsess over - and it's more of an addiction thing. I do not go to sleep -ever- unless I know where I will be finding my morning coffee. I even travel with caffeine pills - in case there is some kind of natural disaster. I probably shouldn't be outing myself.
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