Yep, it’s over. Yep, I succeeded. At least one post every day. Some days, more than one post. My goodness, I’m a wordy wench!! 
OK, I’m not going to summarize what the month’s writings were about because that would require me to go over them again and quite frankly, I’m tired of hearing myself . . . well, in this case, think. Yeah. Heh.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t regret having done this. Not really. But it did get tiresome at a point. Around the 19th, 20th of the month, I was really thinking of ditching the whole thing. “Oh, for the love of . . .,” I was thinking, “I can’t possibly write another bloody post about . . . well any topic really that anyone will be the slightest bit interested in reading!”
But the ol’ Judy stubbornness won out. For some reason, I wanted to do this. I don’t even really know why exactly. It’s a strange gauntlet to throw down for myself. It’s obviously not about money, fame or prestige. So it’s a bit baffling to me why I made this important, but I did. *shrug* If I’m going to act like my own mother, I may as well just wag my finger in my face and say “if you would put this much energy into some other things, your house would be cleaner and you would be more productive at work!,” and then I could be all petulant with myself and roll my eyes at my stick-up-my-butt self and say something incredibly snarky. And then my head could spin right off of my neck because I can’t possibly be two opposing personas at once like that.
OK, back to whatever form of reality I live in each and every day. WHOA!!, that was a bit much even for me! So, whatever the reason my twisted mind thought NaBlahBlahBlahBlah was important, I made it. Posted every day. Whoohoo! Someone alert the media.
It actually did have some interesting side benefits. I did end up blogging about adoption a whole heck of a lot. One of the reasons I blog is to, quite honestly, think/write out loud. I learn by writing. I actually find out what I’m thinking about an issue in the midst of writing about it. So I learned about some issues during NaBlahBlahBlah month. I wrote posts in response to other posts and learned things that way. I wrote in response to things going on in my life. I learned, I grew, I got snarky. I’d say that was pretty successful, in my book.
The heavy concentration of writing about adoption did wear on me, though, and that’s part of what made me want to chuck it all about 3/4 of the way through. I realize that I didn’t have to write mostly about adoption, but it just ended up being that way. Also, the fact that I felt compelled to write every day felt . . . well, a bit forced. But typically, when I did start writing, things did start to flow. So there’s a contradiction there, definitely mixed feelings about the whole process. Overall, I think it was a good experiment for me to try this out.
Will I do this again? I’m not sure. Maybe not. I know I can do it. I just don’t know if it’s really that important for me in the grand scheme of things, particularly in such a busy semester and with everything else going on this month. But we’ll see. I’m not saying “no” yet.
So, with this post, I say buh-bye to NaBloPoMo (yes, here I’ll give it the proper respect it deserves) and perhaps take a break. Or not. You just never know when you’ll feel called to write.
The stats are a bit astounding, so for all of you out there who are reading, thank you. 
And Happy End of NaBloPoMo.
