Friday, November 30, 2012

I tried. I'm not going to say I failed.

I was very intent upon posting every day this month. Really, I truly was. And then the weekend after Thanksgiving happened and then I had 3 days off in a row and I felt seriously horrible and ended up sleeping most of time off away and I didn't post a single thing. I just couldn't muster up the energy to get through every day and write. For a minute I was feeling like I had failed but you know what? I didn't. I know this. I haven't posted regularly in years so the fact that I posted for 23 consecutive days this month really means something.

It is more difficult to find a balance now that the kids are so much older (one is almost grown; the other acts as if she is...) and with working a job where I don't want to write too much about the people who work with/for me because they are entitled to their privacy and I don't want to be "that" girl, ya know?

I don't want someone from HR to call me into a meeting and be like "well we saw where you wrote..." and take issue so I just tend to not write much that could get me into trouble. Frankly, that's pretty damn boring.

So I think I have decided that I will continue to write but I am going to remove the restrictions that I have placed upon myself and I'm not going to keep a set schedule that I will feel the need to apologize for if I don't adhere to it. I'm just going to be me. The good, bad, the indifferent.

We will see what happens.

GIST - The Sunday Edition # 175

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