I'm into the third week, and enjoying every minute. I get up, go outside to work in the garden for a while, come in and eat breakfast (which I never had time for when I was working in an office) and then start writing. Whether for a blog, myself, fiction or non-fiction is immaterial.
I have so many ideas, it's like they were just waiting for my focus to shift to come flooding in. Of course I need to focus on one at a time, but the others just sit in my back-brain (or in my notebook) until I'm ready for them.