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I Love Studentessa's 5+1...

So I am going to steal it and use it.

Here are my 5+1 things

1. Get myself ready for the day

2. Get the house ready for the day

3. Feed my husband twice

4. Exercise

5. Work on something for work

6. Do something for myself

perhaps I could join in?

Tomorrow is Friday, my first 'free' day in ages but there's already a few things in the pipeline:

  1. take the dogs for a good long walk!!!
  2. get to 11am meeting
  3. go to the library for a bit to do research
  4. meet my friend and her little boy.
  5. go to some charity shops and anywhere else I can think of to find costume and props

Plus one more: go to the evening meeting as well.

As I haven't been checking in daily at all this format might be a bit better for me, will have to see,

cheers,

Hazyjane 

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It's an inside job...

Hi!

I see you copied my idea, but stopped reporting like I did. I stopped writing it down, but I still try to do my 5 things a day. Want to do a thread and report together? I am starting again tomorrow, but you can jump in anytime.
 
You cannot run away from a weakness; you must sometimes fight it out or
perish. And if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894)

Day 1

 

1. Get myself ready for the day

Got dressed, put on yummy smelling lemon lotion, facial toner, and lotion for face :)

2. Get the house ready for the day

I made the bed today! Hubby will be SO proud! :)

3. Feed my husband twice

Fed him lunch... now just have to figure out what is for dinner. 

4. Exercise

5. Work on something for work

Answered an email that I said I was going to.

Follwed up on several emails regarding a current project that I am working on. 

6. Do something for myself

 

SJ

"What if there was a place that was safe enough where the worst of me
could be known and I would discover that I would be loved more, not
less, in the telling of it? ...Fresh trusting of love trumps old shame.
Always. Here