Today I would like to do an update on all the wonderful goals I had planned for Autumn, but as soon as I declare I want to do something it doesn’t happen.
Not to say I’ve been sitting on my arse watching the time go by and with it each spec of dust that lands on my neglected goals sheet. I’ve actually been continuously busy, which like I said in my summer goals, I think these goals only push me to do more.
So no I haven’t gone swimming every week (I actually was, but as soon as I wrote it I stopped). No I haven’t flown a kite, still. No, that print for charity isn’t sorted. And no, James and I haven’t done anything particularly special – but we’ve had a great time with little things, plus sometimes planned ‘dates’ aren’t as fun. Our relationship thrives on spontaneity.
I suppose, one out of four isn’t that bad. That one was the most vague though, and almost impossible to not achieve.
Things I have done
Now that’s a different story. Though probably a boring one.
To look more decorative lets say the story is filled with all things autumn and cosy.
Which I share on my Instagram if you want to have a nosy.
I’ve had a thought that maybe I should base these seasonal goals on things I actually don’t want.
Put on more weight
Drink alcohol every day
Try and be more anxious
In hopes I ignore them too and go my own way.
Part of my brain is shouting Pirates Code! (though don’t know how that applies) and the other part is saying the code is more what you’d call “guidelines” than actual rules. Personally, I’m siding with Captain Barbossa on this one.
I’m only joking anyway, it doesn’t upset me. I’m actually proud of myself at the moment, I’m doing good.
I’d still like to fly that bloody kite though.