OK, so that's not completely true. I missed the first day of November because I didn't decide to do the NaBloPoMo challenge til the 2nd. And I didn't write on that day that I had the plague because I was too busy trying not to die.
Some days it seemed like a burden, but most days I really enjoyed being "forced" to sit down and write. It clears my mind, even if it's just fluffy writing.
I'm sure it'll be harder to find time to write during December. The hustle and bustle of the holidays is inevitable, but I know that I need to make time to write. It's freeing. And during busy times, I'll need to be free. And writing is probably better for me than wine. But let's be honest - I'll probably do both.