Yes. I'm back. My loyal fanbase has been lost without my inquisitive whyzits-ing and howcomes-ing. Back on task...
We have a little quote calendar on the back of our toilet. This allows me to concentrate on meaningful thought in the bathroom. A room where many ingenious ideas have been born over the centuries. Mine is coming, I can feel it. Recently, the quote of the day was as follows;
"Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending."
It took me a minute to see past the simplicity of this statement and realize just how profound it is. I mean, it was great to start my workout routine again, but even greater to end it the next day. And it was great to start orgazining our home office, but it was greater to give up within an hour. Great it was indeed, to start down the road of recovery from my addiction to frosted mini-spooners. Yet even greater was accepting that I am an addict, and that my mini-spooners will control me forever, thus ending said road to recovery.
I could go on all day, because it was great to start this blog...
Howcome great is so, well, great?
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