The last day. The final piece of this year-long puzzle. The coup de grace. My 26th year of life.<\/p>\n
In some ways, this was an ordeal. There were days when I had to actively remember that I had a blog post to write and stumble to my computer, fighting off sleep, only to stare at an empty text field for fifteen minutes before going to look at random stuff on Facebook.<\/p>\n
But in many ways, this wasn\u2019t that hard. Once I got the ball rolling by not failing to write a post for the first month or two, it was pretty hard to miss a day. It became part of my daily routine. Much like Katie always takes her prenatal vitamins before bed, I always write my post before I go to sleep. I\u2019m sure having a small (but devoted?) readership that would judge me harshly if I slipped was also a good incentive.<\/p>\n
Really, it became just another thing I did each day.<\/p>\n
And I liked it. I think I\u2019ll be done now, for a while. I think 365 daily posts in a row is enough. While I enjoyed the routine of forcing myself to write each day (maybe something I can use in next year\u2019s NanoWrimo?) and I loved the conversations it would occasionally bring up with the friends who read these posts, I think I\u2019d enjoy a nice break. After all, any day now, the amount of free time I have is going to change forever.<\/p>\n
I appreciate any of you who stuck with me for a whole year, anybody who joined midway through, or even if this is the first blog entry of mine you\u2019ve ever read. Knowing that there were people who were interested in my rants and thoughts and ideas was great.<\/p>\n
Thanks especially to my wife, Katie, for putting up with me coming to bed half an hour later than I would have otherwise for an entire year.<\/p>\n
That\u2019s it. We did it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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