They linked to this post on Becoming Minimalist from about 12 months ago. When it originally appeared on my reader I skimmed over it, paying little attention. I didn't need a blog, I had nothing to say. The idea kept popping up from time to time though. I'd acknowledge it, think about it for a few days, make a few excuses and carry on. Twelve months later when I read the post again, I was ready to read it and it resonated much more.
Finally, February came, we were back from our trip, the everyday routine was reestablished, and I was looking for direction. I wanted to write. I wanted to document my progress with my One Little Word. I wanted to be accountable. And somehow it all came together together in my head. So I just started. I know there's plenty of time yet for me to trip up, give up, and leave this place just sitting here. But I'm kind of hoping not.
Part of my plan for not giving up is only having a few rules/guidelines about what I should be posting. And one of these was "try to make something and post everyday." That's gone out the window. It was never sustainable. While I'm a bit disappointed that I'm sitting here at the end of a weekend with very little to show for it (I had big plans), I'm also ok with it because I know I was doing other worthwhile, less tangible things with my time.
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The Pacific Ocean - Jan 2011 |
Day ten: Make the rules, then break them.
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