I failed maths.
That always rings in my head when I am left to do anything that has to do with numbers. I never mastered my times tables and still use my fingers to do some adding. ?I can tell more horror stories about not loving adding the tip on a bill, but that's not the point. The point is that I've worried about this very minor detail since I started 'project me'.
I always worried that I'd miscount. I also worried that somewhere along the line I would miss a day ... I've?officially?done both. I mean really ... I'm not fake blonde for nothing 😉
While driving to work today I decided to stress myself out about the possibility that I might have maybe missed a day. It has nothing to do with not knowing I've blogged daily and everything to do with me counting wrong. I roped Greggie in to googling what day it is and what do you know ... I have lost 2 days.
I actually love this about my personality and this is the marvelous impact that 'project me'. This seriously would have stressed me out before. I would have felt like a major failure and battered myself about a bit. I certainly would have stopped everything and needed to rectify the gaps in days. Oh ... the gaps: Well I wrote about day 132 a while back and then on day 133 I managed to convince myself and all of you that it was groundhog day and I wrote for day 132 AGAIN. Yep, those are my counting skills and ones that I don't hide from anyone. ?I'm brilliant at many things that I do, but my counting sucks.
The other day ... well I've lost that one!
I thought that I had forgotten to blog on Friday night because I was feeling so sick but now I remember that I blogged about the flowers. So I did blog on Friday.
So where is the one day? Um ... tee hee, I lost it.
No ... 193 days minus 191 is only one day missing Jodene ... only one day sunshine! Don't panic ... Greggie handles the finances of the business 😉
So it's one, two ... miss a few and here we are at day 193.