And On The Seventh Day He Rested

Wow, today marks my 300th post on Conceit and Sociopathy.  300 posts since I started this blog just over six years ago... not really a good average, I guess.  What's funny is that I will more than double that amount if I stick to my Quantity Over Quality plan of posting every day.  As with everything I do, however, there's a snag...

As Sundays 'round the palatial Mattrèssor Manor are typically busy with church, chores, and family time, I won't be doing any blogging... not that it'll break anyone's heart.

Of course, putting my blogging aside every Sunday for the next year will leave me woefully short of my self-imposed goal of 365 blog posts by the end of the year.

I suppose the only solutions are to either write a post in advance and tell Blogger's scheduler to post it Sunday on my behalf, or to make the post up during the week by posting twice on a particular day.  Both would work, and I have enough half- or mostly-finished crap in my draft and archive folders that I should be good for material for the coming weeks.

Anyhow, I'm off to bed.  I spent seven hours at Misericordia's Urgent Care last night (7:45pm - 2:45am) due to a wicked cough... and was diagnosed with an upper respiratory tract infection.  After a few hours of sleep, I was up sanding and prepping the floor in our storage room then putting down tile.  Had to quit after nine hours due to fatigue.

Suffice it to say, my body's not too happy with me right now.

Good night.


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