I’m doing Pomodoro in conjunction with 750words.com to see how that goes. I want to see Xs in the boxes each day, then maybe I will get onto streaks and feel better about it all; build my daily writing muscles. I like the font, the font size. Simple. Friendly. I’ve hidden the favourites bar and made the website fullscreen so there are no distractions. 55 words. 2 minutes.
It’s almost 2016! I know I’ve said this before, but I like the start of a new year. So arbitrary, but symbolic and meaningful to me. Like a clean, washed face, ready to go.
I haven’t been writing here because – while I’d made it a task in Todoist – it was, in my mind, an optional task. Something I could do if I had the time / had the inclination / had the inspiration / at the end of the day. There’s no point listing a task if it feels optional like that. So, I gotta think of this as more important. Must-do. Priority.
This year, there’s been one recurring problem and theme in my life: Making friends. Or rather, not making friends. Gosh, does that sound sad? I don’t know. Just being honest.
(Continued from Babby Stuff – Part 1.)
#newmum + happiness
The first few weeks were okay. I’d made the decision to leave regular life for a little while — no household chores, no pants, that sort of thing. James had 3 weeks off. The baby slept, fed, cried. We all slept, on and off, from 5pm-12pm, and from 12pm-5pm, we had lots of visitors. We were in lala land.