I got home late from work tonight, and then I had to write out a grocery list, go to the supermarket, shop for food, come home, put away the groceries, and make dinner. Poor Sean is sick with the same bug that I had a few days ago, but he is trying to be tough and not take any pills like I did. Dinner was comfort food of homemade mashed potatoes, peas and corn, and fried chicken that I purchased from the supermarket deli. By the time we finished eating and I tidied the kitchen to a reasonable state, it was 8:30 PM, half an hour away from my bedtime. I still had to write today’s blog post.
I sat and stared at the computer for a little bit, typed up a few words, read what I wrote, and then deleted the whole thing.
“I got nothing,” I told Sean, who was stretched out on the couch with a book. “Day 364 out of 365, and I got nothing.”
Sean laughed. “That should be your blog post,” he said.
I picked up my phone and scrolled through recent photos in the gallery. I came across this one. I thought it would be the perfect one to share with you tonight, on the second to last day of this year in which I made the commitment to post a blog entry every day for 365 days.