Monday Monday, bah daa bah da bah da bah

SO, how many of these written in good spirit aims have I actually managed to keep to? Answer: very few.

Particularly unsuccessful is 'Go outside'. Note to self - go outside does not mean stand in my garden for about 30 seconds, nor is the quota fulfilled by putting out / taking in washing, nor by looking out of the window, however much this feels like it. Also a major fail is 'get back to everyone', kinda unsurprisingly. I now am a good 3 days late for phoning my nan to arrange a meet-up (I know, I know, my grandmother, my own flesh and blood. I am already excruciatingly aware of my own personal failings right now.) and still have not got into contact with about 90% of my friendship group. I find myself blaming various things for this, from The Exam of German Doom to waiting for a call from my opticians (yep, I'm contemplating contact lenses for the summer. I've finally caved, but tbh, the thought of yet another summer holiday where I'm annoyed by the sun, by the sea, by the sea spray, by everything that usually constitutes a holiday is too much to bear.), even though I seem to find ample time to play the Sims. So yeah, oops.

BUT it's not all sour. I've done my mum favours, including getting over my mind war about using the hefty new Dyson and its horrifyingly unnatural powers of suction. I've smiled, and laughed, and read / listened to lots of interesting things (even if it's *still* all revolving around the religious theme, which is becoming even more of a stressful dilemma practically by the hour) and loved, although those points were never the ones in need of growth. One aim that didn't make the final list was 'Do not be judgmental', and in a bad way I'm kinda glad about it not being there: if it was, I'd have totally ruined it by scorning next-door's new extension because it looks overwhelmingly like a giant bird house.

Lucy
xxx