Two Thousand Two Hundred Fifty Five. That’s how many days and how many blogs I have put out.
That’s an insane amount if you think about it.
That’s six years and two months worth of writing each and every day. Had I put that effort into writing novels, I’d probably be working on my third book by now. However, it is my life and an attempt at showcasing the positivity in it that drives me to blog. Not every story is great. Not every thought is really worth sharing. Yet I have been doing it now for 322 weeks.
I think I may actually be coming to a point where I will stop blogging about myself. I feel I have shared a lot over these past seventy four months and I know you all read them when you can. Which I appreciate. Maybe it’s time for me to focus on something else. Like that novel I always wanted to write.
Before I call the personal blog quits, I will let everyone know ahead of time. But I honestly do see it coming to an end soon. I hope my life’s journey over these past few years have inspired travel, food, fun and relaxation in your lives as well. Thanks for all the love each and every day.
Today is one of those special numeric days in the Gregorian Calendar. I always love it when days like this pop up. It’s kind of a nerdy numbers thing.
It’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century. How cool is that? The down side? All day I will be singing an annoying song from a creepy children’s show.
There was an old Canadian tv show ftom the 80’s called Circle Square. I remember it being a Sesame Street style education and Christian feelings type of show. Nothing that really stood out about the show except for the end song where they asked viewers to right letters. It was the address of the tv station being sung.
2121 Station F Toronto Ontario, M4Y 2N9. An address that I knew as well as my own when I was a child. I was trying to find a video clip of it, but had no luck. But if you were a Canadian kid in the 80’s- I guarantee you will remember the way the song sounded from those little choir sounding kids.
It’s always fun to see your vehicle hit certain milestones. I was on my way to work this morning when a numerical one hit my odometer.
Yes, I’m a dork and stopped to get a photo of it. Good thing it was 5am on a Sunday and no one was on the roads.
I get pleasure from the simple things. Like seeing my odometer hit 123,456km. Yup, I also reset my Trip counter to add in the 7.8! I’d been planning this moment for a few days. Now to figure out what the next fun milestone will be. I can’t believe I’ve owned this car for three and a half years already.
Do you get little pleasures from numbers and sequences like I do?
And so many more numbers run through my mind and onto spreadsheets, emails, and notepads.
I use two to three calculators at any given time to get my figures. I use numerous notepads and scrap papers filled with additions and subtractions of said numbers. Sometimes my head is swirling at the end of the day.
Math has always been my strong suit. So, I utilize it now more than ever before. I enjoy it. Numbers are neat. Unless you are six. Then you are afraid of seven.