Out of habit I start to end my day here by writing a page for my journal.  A habit can be a good thing and this one is.  I often wonder how good, but at the very least I am following through with a decision that I made years ago.  And that does count for something.  Beyond that I really don't know if it does any good.  I have 4 followers who read it every once in a while but not often enough for it to be much of a message board.  And so far I am so boring that nothing much that I write excites any reaction.  I still hope that one day something will happen to me or us that is so interesting that it will make my blog not to miss reading.  Until that happens it will remain me writing and hardly anyone reading.  I'll continue to fill up my book and at least say that I said that I would do it and I did it.

 

A cold walk over to the church.  Another snow storm, but although blustery not much impact.  (tell that to the people who slide off of the freeway in the morning!)  The 'experts' make sure that they let us know about the gravity of the water situation  for next year.  Thank you, but I figure that mother natures husband knows what he is doing.

 

I do have to admit that I am okay with boring.  I'm used to it and it doesn't over excite me.  But, that exciting thing to write about is something that I wouldn't mind either.