I don’t know why I blog every day. I don’t know where I put it in my head that each day I was going to put in an entry. I think at some point it became so cathartic for me that I wanted to blog every day because I was working through so much shit. Now I find that sometimes I really don’t have much to add. I sometimes wonder if I’m putting almost pressure on myself to submit a block and maybe I can actually do it a little less often.
I think I’ve said this before, for me, with MS, my life needs to be on a routine. At least when I’m feeling good, the routine keeps me together and on point. Obviously, if I’m not feeling good the routine gets disrupted. There’s something about the repetition that helps my body reacts and recover from activities. As silly as it sounds, my blog is an activity. One that could take me sometimes over an hour to do. I do speak my blog and then go back and make the corrections, because I could never type it with my hands the way they are. However, it still takes time. On Sundays, I usually post a song or a recipe because that’s technically my day off. I’m starting to wonder if I need to post it. Do I need to post every day?
I think it’s really in my head now to post every day. I would almost feel guilty if I didn’t. It’s something though that I might have to try. My blog is a making money it’s not set up to do so. It’s set up to share my life, share some recipes, share some information I found out and most of all to share my experiences. I think even multiple experiences needs a day off once in a while.