One year.

Sometimes when you start out on a journey, you end up precisely where you expected to be, via the route planned, and what you encounter is more or less what you expected to find. The scenery is what you had researched, the people are what you were hoping (or at least, expecting) to find, and…

Balance

I’m always struggled with balance. Trying to fit exercise, work, family, marriage, friends, motherhood, housework, dogs, volunteer responsibilities, garden, and hobbies (to list but a few) into a twenty-four hour day feels more like a labour of Hercules than a task for an ordinary mortal, most days. (Of course, I’m guessing that Hercules also didn’t…

On Self-pity and determination

I had planned to go on a long run this afternoon. When you have a child, you have to plan such things because if you do not, they will not happen. As the saying goes for diets, exercise and anything else that can be easily sublimated by the whims of others, failure to plan is…