“You want me to what?”
“You heard me,” he said.
“30 blogs in thirty days?” My mind tries to wrap my brain around it. My fingers stumble over the keys multiplying the need to backspace. “That’s like, one ever day.”
“Yep,” his smirk clearly came through the Skype response.
“Seriously? I’ll give up ice cream, TV, bathing in the sun…” I search for anything of value. “Soda with caffeine! Popcorn! Facebook!!”