I was struggling to think of what to write today, and almost didn’t bother posting. But I’m on such a hot blogging streak at the moment (this being my 133rd post in 133 consecutive days) that I was reluctant to not write anything. I feel the run is likely to come to an end soon, but I think if I can get over the hurdle of today’s apathy, that I’ve got a few more posts in me before I run out of steam.
On the other hand I didn’t want to just stare at a blank page for hours on end, waiting for inspiration to find me. I have better things to do than that.
Like eating the rest of that ice cream that’s in the freezer.
And watching the next episode of that box-set.
And preparing for that presentation I’m meant to be doing in work tomorrow.
Well I’ll do the ice-cream and the box-set thing anyway. I expect I’ll be employing my usual ‘winging it’ strategy for the presentation.
So, in the absence of any genuine inspiration, I’ve imposed a ten minute time limit on myself to write today’s post.
Why ten minutes?
Well that’s the optimum time from taking the ice-cream tub out of the freezer to allow it to thaw sufficiently to transfer it to a bowl without bending the spoon, but not thaw so much that it loses its delightful ice-creamy consistency.
So, while this may not be the best post I’ve ever produced, I will get to enjoy a bowl of ice-cream at the end of it.
And that’s got to count for something right?