Commitment

I seem to have a lot of trouble sticking with things. I have to admit I'm a planner, not a doer.

Events and projects I have not completed (the short list):
-lumberjack valentines (what will I do with piles of plaid fabric? next year!)
-making cds for Katie and mailing them to her (sorry, hope you don't read this)
-buying my brother some American Apparel t-shirts (but the store, it's so brightly lit, i'm like a retail vampire, flourescent lighting makes me all sizzly and dusty)
-going on a road trip (lots of good ideas, thrift stores, North Carolina, but no driving yet)

But I also love making lists. So I just make these huge lists of things I need to do, display it somewhere obvious where I'll remember, and then stress about it until I throw it away.

But this blog? I'm committed. We are in a relationship. I will tell it my deepest darkest most internet appropriate secrets. I blogged yesterday and I'm blogging again today. Woo! And I'll even update the daily list with something awesome. Daily this will happen. Maybe not at the same time every day, but it will.

I do, blogger, I do.