Writing to write…


With anything, consistency is an exercise. I don’t avoid being consistency, just like I don’t avoid having brown eyes. I just don’t. Consistency is not in my chemical/physical/emotional/spiritual/physiological/sensory makeup.

Just ask my kids how many times their mama posted a new chore schedule. For two successful days. Then tried something else. Maybe consistency is just an excuse. Maybe I should label it more  honestly “follow thru”. That’s probably more like it.

OK. I own it.

I will work harder to finish what I start. Beginning with this post.