It's Saturday, it's the beginning of the month and a good time to impress some order onto the chaos to which the Treehouse has descended. The dog, though amply exercised by Mr Dryad and myself, is looking, well, shaggy. A very toned young lady is staring at me reproachfully from the cover of this month's Runners World magazine - I am ignoring her, if I was twenty years younger and didn't have this cold, I too would look buff. The state of the house is, shall we say, relaxed.
It wasn't always like this. The house was more polished, the dog was more groomed, I was more exercised. I had goals and schedules - my life had balance. But my family history research is so absorbing that everything else is sliding - so time to get a hold of it again. What I need is an extra two hours in each day, but failing that here's my plan.
Once my cold is over, run three times a week - with the dog, so two birds with one stone. 5K race in July.
Housework - 30 minutes a day is all it actually needs (no, really, it is!)
Family History - this month's goals - track down one cousin (I am soooo near!), finish report for client, research one Great Uncle's WW1 service with St John Ambulance. Nothing else, no, not a thing!
Blog - three/four posts a week.
Strip the dog - she is an Airedale Terrier, and needs to be hand-stripped.
So that's that sorted!
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