(Disclaimer: This post is about me and my blog. I’m not that interesting. Go here to read about the recent destruction of the gods at Ragnarok.)
(Disclaimer 2: There’s a thank you to my readers at the bottom of this post. Skip down there if you’re the type that enjoys a good thanking now and again.)
In random factoid news, today is the one year anniversary of A Labor of Like. In other words, this blog has outlived its expected lifespan by roughly 500%.
As I have mentioned before, I started this blog as a distraction to keep a certain Muse from tricking me into writing a book. (I will let Toni remain nameless.) I expected that I would archive my stroke adventures here, maybe write the occasional anecdote, vent a little bit about things that bug/offend me, and eventually get bored and drift off.
Things didn’t quite work out that way. In fact, this whole experience has been very different from what I expected. And I learned some things along the way.
(Disclaimer: My personal lessons may not be interesting to you. Go here to read about intrepid explorers trapped in a hostile environment.) Continue reading