Blogging everyday over this last month-plus has taught me one big new skill. I think it is a wonderful skill, and one we should all seek to possess.
I spend each day looking for something meaningful to learn or funny to observe.
It allows me to take even the most mundane tasks and find value- or humor- in them. Some days, I find really poignant things like the "Just Because" from this week. Other times, it's more the humorous anecdote of "The D(irty clothes)-Day Invasion." I'm learning to find meaning in each day, to "stop and smell the roses." And for thirty-one days, I've found something.
Today, I hit a wall. I mowed, and I watered, and I re-caulked a tub. I learned nothing from any of those things, except that I don't like re-caulking a tub. But I kinda already knew that.
But this idea that I'm looking for meaning each day did occur to me. Strange, I had not really thought of that until today, as I was struggling to find what to talk about. Maybe if we lived each day like we had to blog about it that night for friends to see, we'd live a little better.
Aaaaaaand, thirty two straight days!
Now you're just bragging... ;-)
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