It feels as good a time as any to begin to think about beginning again, what with it being the start of the second half of the year (and there being no scientific basis for determining that this point on the earth’s arc around the sun is any more an origin than say 10.53 am on April the 16th). That it is bang in the middle of a particularly emotive season - bookended by H’s birthday and mine, with her passing and her interment looming large over that six week period - also adds to that sense of an ending, and a need to draw a line in the sand and begin again.
All of that aside, the school holidays and the exodus of parents on summer holidays have meant that there is finally some breathing room at work, which has allowed me reopen my 2018 plan to eyeball where I am . As with 99% of the world, my performance has been middling at best with a few bright spots (read running, learning and savings). I’d like to think the second half of the year can be a big improvement, if this whole sense of coasting can be arrested for once.