Wednesday, October 31, 2012

I challenge myself!

Tomorrow seems like the perfect day to start a new blog challenge.  I'm going against my better judgement and doing a 30-day challenge again, but this time, it's lighter and fluffier and has half the calories and one-third less fat than last year's 30-day challenge.  (I have no idea what that even means.  I'm feeling giddy from all the gravy I had at dinner tonight.)

November is also NaNoWriMo (aka. National Novel Writing Month), which seems kind of fitting for a blog challenge.  And while I'll probably never write a novel (Or maybe I will, you never know.  I'll probably start ten, if I know myself, and I'm pretty sure I do), I can at least pump out a few paragraphs a day on some silly topics, right?  That last sentence alone, with all of its asides and parenthetical thoughts, would probably drive any editor to drink.  Maybe I'll write a novel just so I can watch members of the publishing field descend into madness.  Sounds like my idea of fun!

It's that time again...

...to resurrect the ol' blog.  Looking back at my last entries, I see I failed miserably at the 30-day blog challenge.  Not surprising, since I can't seem to focus my attention on anything for 30 seconds, let alone 30 days.

Today's activities include purging/cleaning/organizing my bedroom and laundry.  Mounds and mounds and mounds of laundry.  And just when I think all the laundry is done, I'll find more laundry!  If only laundry was a finite task, eh?  Wouldn't that just be the bee's knees?

Saturday night/Sunday morning marks the end of Daylight Savings Time.  I can feel the seasonal affective disorder kicking in already.  It doesn't help that Hurricane Sandy has blessed (ha!) us with rain for 5 days now, so we're going into the shorter days with a deficit of sunlight.  Maybe blogging will help me get through these dark days of winter.  Perhaps I should go a-Googling to find a blog challenge.  And maybe this time I'll actually finish it!  I should look for a shorter challenge so as not to set the bar quite so high.

I guess I should get back to cleaning my room.  I always feel like such a teenager when I say that.  And I'm pretty sure if my mom saw the state of my bedroom right now, I'd be grounded for a really, really, REALLY long time!