November 7

There has got to be something in the air, or maybe its the cold weather. Whatever the reason,over the last two weeks, I've had so many posts in my google reader about people "backing off" or "taking blogging breaks"..its not even funny. What is funny, is today's post was going to be this:

Dear NaBloPoMo,
Only seven days into this thing, and already I'm crashing and burning. Though many a "pro" (meaning someone with more than 150 followers) would give "blogging advice" to us "little people" to post, at the very least, daily...I'd never taken that too heart. I mean really, I don't have enough thoughts in a week, outside of school, to write every.single.day. 


Well, something that made any sense anyways. Psht. I have a hard enough time writing THOUGHTLESS Thursday posts. 


So the fact that I've made it thus far is amazing. But already I'm scrambling going..what in the world am I going to post about tomorrow? My stuffed animal collection? Random photos on my camera? Find a blog meme, to do? What!?!?! 
I'll come up with something, just simply because I hate stopping in the middle, I hate giving up.."just because" but I do know, once this is over...its back to the whole once a week...if THAT posting I'm used to. 


Believe me when I say..You'll be glad to. 


If you even read most of what I say...


However, all those posts about taking breaks has caused me to realize, that perhaps I need to find one day a week to give the whole internet thing a break. Yeah for me its not just the blogging I'm addicted to...cause I'm really not ..hence why these posts keep being posted at 11:30PM thereabouts; But the internet? That I can't break free off. 


I spend and inordinate amount of time, clicking through the same.old.sites. Its rediculous...even when I've been able to convince myself to get up and do something else, like cook..or read a book...my phone will go off, letting me know I have a new email and back to the computer I will go.


1 hour later....I'm still there completely immerssed in "whatever" all over again. 


It.Is.PATHETIC my friends. 

P to the A to the T to the H to the...well you get the point. 


So I've decided Sunday's will be my 'net free' day of the week. Sunday's I have church in the mornings and early evenings, I have homework to catch up on, laundry to iron for the week, to do lists to arrange for the week, schedule to check and plan...so much I NEED to do..but can't since I'm glued to Twitter, Facebook and the like. This also means I'm either turning off my phone...or cutting all my notifications off. 


Its sort of like breaking my caffeine addiction (2 drinks last week guys!!!!!) horrible at first, but I think I can do it. *shivers* 

I think I can, I Think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can 
I leave you with a poem.  *ahem* This was one of my mothers favorite poem's in school..

HABITS 

A habit is a sticky thing;  

Much good or evil it can bring;  

It binds a victim, holds him fast, 

And keeps him in a vise-like grasp. 

Bad habits grow with extra speed, 

Much like a healthy, growing weed. 

The roots grow deep, the stem grows stout; How 

difficult to pull it out! 

Good habits are a little slow;  

They need a lot of care to grow;  

If tended well, they grow more fair  

Than any bloom a plant can bear. 

Good habits help us all through life;  

Bad habits bring us pain and strife;  

Our habits, whether right or wrong,  

Each day will grow more firm and strong.

-Unknown

To me at least

And now I bid you.....Good Night! 

                     

There has GOT to be something in the air!