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I have completed an entire month of blogging every day. I should feel a sense of accomplishment. But instead, I feel tired. Relieved, but tired. It’s been hard to come up with posts for 30 days in a row. I am not one to finish what I start. I have umpteen knitting projects sitting in a laundry basket. I don’t know who I think is going to finish them, but it ain’t gonna be me. I have three books halfway read on my nightstand. I get gung-ho about things and then my excitement wanes and I lose interest. Shoot, I can’t even listen to an entire song on my iPod without skipping to the next one. I still have thank you cards to write for wedding gifts. It’s only because people have donated money to a good cause that I will complete a half marathon in February. I have hours and hours of shows backed up on my TiVo that I used to love watching, but now, I find other things to do. One thing I never have trouble finishing is food. Yet I cannot muster the perseverance to finish a diet or healthy eating plan.

So, it’s sort of a miracle that I completed this year’s NaBloPoMo. Yes, a miracle. And the baby Jesus is smiling because…

Aw crap, I don’t remember what I was talking about. I can’t even complete this post…see what I mean?