I only completed 5 of my 10 plans during March. It could signal disaster, but I'm choosing to believe it doesn't. March was one of those cah-ray-zee months for our family. We did well to survive with an intact marriage and relatively unscathed children. I knew it was never going to be a great month for getting those extras in, so I was pretty kind to myself. Here's what I DID do:
1. Classic novel - I sort of took an easy route and read 2 children's classics that I'd never read before. Charlotte's Web and Stuart Little, both by E.B. White
2. Did not digest a new music album
3. Listen to a new sermon (Mark Discoll - Works Righteousness V Gift Righteousness)
4. Complete a house project: husband and I painted our front fence. Seriously tedious stuff.
5. Did not read a spiritual book
6. Write a letter to a colleague who retired.
7. Go on a date (of sorts) to see an outdoor concert together.
8. Did not write a short story (but I did finish February's)
9. Did not have an evening of personal prayer.
10. Did not eat a frog. Do you blame me?
It's okay. April is here. I'm already working on my frog.