A Different Kind of Snag

Last year was the first time I participated in the SOLSC; in fact, I'd only sliced a few times before taking it on with the encouragement of  after being somewhat bullied by a good friend who shall remain anonymous but may or may not have the same first name as I do. Mid month, I hit a snag. Or maybe a lull. It was just a stretch when it seemed hard to open up the computer and post something--anything.

Well, this year the snag has been different.

Between full days of conference sessions and evenings with the group from our school district and the fact that I was 3 time zones away in a hotel where connecting to wi fi was tricky...well, it was a snag. My posts the last few days have been short and almost frantically picked out on my phone while my eyes struggled to read the stuff I was typing. My iPhone also thinks it's a better speller than I am (and that may be true), so I also probably need to apologize for some iffy spelling. I couldn't even add the slice button to my posts.

But all that didn't bother me too much. What really got to me was that it was pretty impossible for me to comment much at all. I hated that. I felt guilty. And besides, I missed everyone.

So I am reminding myself that in the days leading up to this trip I did try to comment on several slices a day, and over the next few days, I hope to be back to commenting on lots of your slices daily. I'm not going to worry over this snag, and am going to feel good about still managing a slice a day, even if it's not exactly how I wanted to do it. Sometimes committing to writing (or anything else) means that you do what you can during times you can't do it all, and that you keep going even when you hit a snag.