I guess I should update the ‘blog?1 Not an easy thing to do these days, since even finding the time to do something as self-indulgent as public journaling probably just means there’s something else I could be doing instead, but maybe it’s an experiment I would like to continue?
Well that weekend went fast! (I have to remind myself that our weekends in Sydney are numbered. In the hundreds, sure, but still numbered.) We spent Saturday morning looking for a new place to live, and why does this sound like a familiar refrain?
It’s been a couple of weeks since our last post. Jules is back at school, giving Dee the space to ramp up her job search — with a twist, as she’s looking to move into agile project management (i.
Oh, it’s Easter again already? What have we been up to? We’ve now done a full week of the I Quit Sugar programme, and I think it’s been pretty good: the food has been yummy, the recipes easy to follow, and I haven’t felt like I’m missing out on anything.
Another late night for me. My project at work is pretty demanding, with very tight deadlines and quite a bit to do in each sprint. I’m trying to keep on top of it, but it does mean I’ve done a bit more “out of hours work” than I’d like.
It’s 2016, and I’m dusting off the ‘blog again. Sure, I might not be able to keep up with writing here, but I’ve got to try — it’s something I actually kind of enjoy, after all, and being able to go back and revisit my thoughts from a year ago (or ten!
Last night I had a (free) trial class of “Northstar-style” jūjutsu at the local recreation centre. Fun, and I was drenched in sweat inside of five minutes! Exactly what I need, perhaps: a chance to work on flexibility, upper-body strength and general endurance; my marathon training plan (“beginner level #1”) mandates “cross-training” on non-run days, and I have no doubt that jūjutsu fits the bill.
I’m not built for 6am. It’s as simple as that. Jules up early this morning (as always) and as soon as he’s in bed with us there is zero chance that I’ll get back to sleep — he wiggles, he talks, Dee talks back, he wants a bottle, he wants the iPad.
Last night we took the first step on what I suspect may be a long journey: readjusting Jules’ sleeping patterns. We’ve fallen into just a couple of bad habits over the last six months, probably since he got sick and went off his food.