Whew! It’s over!
I feel a little like a marathon runner, crossing the finish line. (And let’s face it, this is the closest I’m going to come to that feeling, what with this piano tied to my ass.)
My commitment to Holidailies has officially been fulfilled. 33 posts in 33 days. And not just any 33 days. 33 days that included shopping, cleaning, school concerts (yes, plural), tree decorating, stress, some yelling, some crying, 870 miles of highway in 4 days, lots of snot, pink eye and tonsilitis (in the same kid), not nearly enough booze, 3 clandestine cigarettes, kisses, hugs, disappointment, elation and one nut-punching incident my son can’t stop reliving.
I was hesitant to sign up. Thought it would be yet another thing I started and didn’t finish. I was wrong.
I actually enjoyed it. A lot. Never knowing what I was going to write, but knowing that I WOULD write. Finding new blogs, meeting new readers. And (not to toot my own horn, but AROOOGAH!!) having five of my posts picked as “Best of Holidailies” selections.
Big, big thanks to Chip and Jette, the people who make Holidailies possible. Big thanks to Kitty, for introducing me to the whole thing.
I can stop, now. I don’t have to write tomorrow.
But I might.