This day a year ago, I sat down with a vague idea to start a blog. My first post, the gist, outlined 'where I was at' - recently preggers, going through the closure of my business (so therefore, unemployed!), worried about becoming fat, growing an extra pair of boobs (in case you don't believe that happens, it happened to my friend who had a baby a month after me. So there!), piles, etc, and wanting to be happy and healthy.
My mission, which I planned to document, was as follows...
a) to be healthy and happy in time for Reuben's Birth;
b) to make some money/get a job; and
c) to streamline my life – meaning everything from successful and painfree business closure to uncluttered cupboards and a Gok-style wardrobe.
Firstly, I now see that I clearly take my time every year to think through my resolutions. I needn't have panicked and thought I'd missed