The year is almost a week old. I can’t believe I haven’t posted yet but I haven’t, so I’d better.
I’m a little embarrassed to confess that my morning relaxing went on rather a long time and I realised not long ago that I hadn’t done any washing all day. Not good, as if it goes more than a week it gets unmanageable. Oops!
I’m a bit disorientated by the total lack of snow this year, I don’t know why it’s happened, only that I don’t like it. I haven’t bothered going for walks, what’s the point in going for a winter walk if you know you will only be trekking through mud and not snow? Huh.
I’ve been a bit bogged down (although that doesn’t seem the right word) by the fact that the two year anniversary of Dan’s passing is coming up in a few weeks. I had a good cry to my counsellor over it a few days ago, but it definitely overshadows the fact that my birthday is almost upon me. no one could help the fact that he died on the day he did, but my birthday will never be the same again.
The resolutions I made for this year are still being kept, which I’m pleased about. I’ll be at my first slimming world class this week. I did try to do it alone at home but I think I need the class at least for a while to get me on my way.
Here’s to sunday which has arrived while I was typing!