So managed a month of a very small writing regime. Next month I hope to step it up with more wordage. Not more dating, and more about the things that come to mind as I go about life.
It was trying to snow today, left a little on the ground but nothing much. Prefer the cold snowy style of winter to the wet warm ones. Feels more like winter. More shelves put up, ready for painting to start over the weekend. Got to all be done by next weekend ready for carpet fitters.
Anyhowever, who wants to read this? I wouldn’t so I shall leave it here and hope that I can improve over the next month. I will do 12 months because I have told myself I will. And that’s just how it is with me.