In the interest of full disclosure, I should probably tell you that I didn’t do shit yesterday. My daughter is over this weekend and, while I normally do at least two or three hours of work each day she’s here, I totally blew off Saturday. She’s turning eight this week and we had an early birthday celebration. We opened presents, played with LEGOs, and hung out together the entire time.
Best. Day. Ever.
As a result, I’m not even counting Saturday in this check-in–and I don’t feel the least bit guilty about it.
I will spend three hours each day working on freelance writing. Done.
I will spend one hour each day working on this site. Nailed it.
I will spend one hour a day doing whatever the hell I feel like doing. Oh yeah.
I will spend two hours a day reading books. So nailed it.
I will spend one hour a day doing something to improve my physical health. Er…
On the health front, I’m averaging about ten minutes worth of walking a day. Not nearly where I want to be, even though exercise is only one of the possible things which could count toward that goal.
Otherwise, everything else is going great. The writing is going well, I sold another article, and I’m reading at a good enough pace that you should expect new book reviews here any day now.
How did your first week of the new round shape up?