Send in the clones

What have I done?

In a moment of insanity…

No, I was am sane. Can’t use that old trick.

In a moment of false bravado.

Yeah, that’s it. In a moment of puffed-up ego, I decided to sign up for NaBloPoMo. That’s membership in the National Blog Posting Month club. That means one post a day for 30 days.

You see, I don’t seem to know when to say when. If life were a pie-eating contest, I’d be vomiting ¬†coconut creme right now.

Seriously.  I need discipline in my life right now. I figure having a daily deadline reminiscent of my 18-year career as a writer and copy editor might snap me back into a workplace mindset.

It’s been two years since I left the workplace. I am a recovering workaholic. After two years, I’ve learned how to be a work-avoidant. The thought of work sends me screaming out of the room. Yet, it is a step I must take.

So, here goes. Send in the clones, because I’ll surely need at least two to get through this month.