We're off later today to stay with dad for Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year.
It's traditionally a time for contemplation and meditation.
The way things have been going recently, I'll just be glad if it's not constipation and medication.
Not that there's a problem with my bowels, I'm sure you'll be happy to know ...
... but my life does feel a teensy bit stuck at present.
This was the post I wrote this time last year.
Seems I still have a lot of work to do on some of those aims.
(Especially the 'ratbag in the morning' and 'shrieking over the homework' ones.)
... I'm now earning money from freelance editing ...
... and I give thanks that we'll be spending new year with dad again.
So there has been definite movement after all.