It is 0551.
I have spent a lot of time in the last 3 months either ill, or looking after ill people. The AC has had a week off school - which has *never* happened - because he was so dreadful.
During that time I have let my self get into some bad habits and out of some really good ones.
I can't remember the last time I listened to Headspace, or any of my Pods.
I'm now having a thousand sugars in my tea (small exaggeration there, but not much.)
I'm moaning because I don't have time to do anything.
I haven't been properly creative in weeks.
The house is about 2 hours away from tidy, instead of it's usual 20 minutes.
The litter boxes need doing.
The washing pile is mountainous.
I could go on, but it is simply too depressing to list it all.
Last night, I had a revelation. This will not be a revelation to most people, but it was to me.
I have the time, I'm just wasting it.
I spend too much time on the internet.
I find pointless things to do that look effective and look like I'm busy, but in reality they are useless and I should stop.
So this is me stopping, and being slightly creative, and having a number to put on my 365 spreadsheet and actually doing something with my morning that isn't looking at "15 historical pictures you have never seen - number 12 will blow your mind!" (It doesn't, and I had seen them, but because of the adverts, that's 10 minutes of my life I will not get back!)
I am going to do the HowToGYST course again, and I am going to get sorted.
That's my intention and I've written it down so it must be so!