Well it has come to my attention that I have failed my
twelve adventures in twelve months challenge.
So, a big ass sarcastic thumbs up to me!
I should’ve been more vigil.
I’d like to use the excuse that life just got in the way,
but how vague and cliché is that? Life
is always happening. It’s always in the
way. The truth is, too much time went by
after my summer/fall adventures and the longer I went without writing about
them the less motivated I was to revisit the experiences. But now I’m returning to this project because
it’s important. It’s important for my
loved ones, my own soul and my pending future.
I am embarrassed that I didn’t follow through. I am ashamed that I made excuses and got distracted. I managed to achieve my goal eight years ago
with “Hating Minnesota” and I was going through a rougher time back then… So I’m slapping myself on the wrist, whooping
my ass with a big ol’ spanking and moving onward anyway. I only ask that my audience (which I’m aware
is not super huge in numbers at this point) forgives me.
Now I’m going to be a big fat cheater and extend my
challenge into…well? Infinity. I mean,
why the hell not? “Love in Minnesota” is
going to continue for as long as I can possibly manage it. After all, the love and the adventures aren’t
going to just end in a matter of months anyway.
Happy reading, Reader...
