The feeling of finally being able to go on vacation, even a small one, is something different. Quite motivating. I got up early, fed the cat and went to the gym for a good, but not excessive leg work out.

I went to Ibarra early yesterday to bring in the last court order to the last public entity. Arrived on time, only waited 10min - but the system was gone. They told me to come back later, which isn't easy

I'm pretty proud of myself, how I managed myself this weekend. With patience, self-control, yet openness to my feelings. And I didn't get drunk, though I did have quite a few beer. Well distributed, with

I didn't move much yesterday. But I woke up in a fairly good mood and got some stuff done that needed doing. But when it was 5pm and my watch said 4k steps when I stumbled out of the bar that I had watched

I had feared that day for a while, and it was quite hurtful. First Bday in 5 years without my daughter. I tried to call her, but her mom blocked that. I sent voice messages, and after a little insistence

I did not go to Tang Soo Do class. Kami is deep up to her neck in school stuff, and I already had a great private lesson the day before. Instead, I wrote one of my best friends who's having a hard time,

I can’t really say if it was a good day or not. I got some things on my list done – small things that I had written down so I could easily get something done, keeping myself motivated. Mission accomplished.

A productive day at last again. Very much so. I did end my work on an Excel-VBA command structure, with help from Gemini. A simple one, but I have no idea about coding, so it was fun to build it. It worked

It was an emotionally challenging day, but very productive. I staid up too late yesterday, not wanting to let go of the weekend I guess. And had a weird night. I think I ate too much and too late, and

I forced myself to be active yesterday. It wasn't easy. My birthday is coming up, and it will be the first time in years that I won't be are to share it with Lily. And that's weighing on me. So I leaned

I did go out a little yesterday. It was still a bit rough, Friday has left its marks on my mind. Bad days are necessary to recalibrate and see what has to be done. To see how to deal with the situation

What can I say. Those days happen. yesterday was very dark and it took a lot of effort to not go too crazy. It has been just the end of a week full of stress, emotional and rational, and yesterday it topped.

A good day! Started out with great weather, so I decided to do some work on my rooftop bucket garden – enough to write about it. Then I got lazy. I did cook a nice meal, but spent most of my afternoon

Today was a beautiful day. In weather. It was a little exhausting to me. I woke up early and decided to take advantage of the time and go to the gym – although it was market day. I usually don’t go to

Waking up stressed is never good. But I think I managed to solve most of the problems awaiting me. Or at least I was able to signal the road forward. Quite a few hours of meetings and talking and moving

Almost 15k! That does narrate my day quite well. While I write this, I’m thinking about getting it up to the 15k by walking around the flat… I really got around quite a bit today, starting with arranging

Yesterday was a good one. Woke up quite refreshed, went to the market and got my favorite, potatoes with water cress, plus all the fresh veggies I need for the week. 2$ for the meal, around 10$ for a week

Can't say I did much yesterday. Long morning with Ellie, just like last week. Got my magnet strip on the wall, finally. It had been lying around for 2 months now. Also did the spice blends that were in

Yeah, long day. Went to Quito in the morning to get my new passport. Record time. Went in, couldn't even sit down before I was called to the counter. 2min later u was out. I left at 8am. But certain anxieties

I didn’t take many pictures today. It was quite busy again. Lots of running around in the morning, getting the documents to the lawyer, taking care of some market related stuff. I already had 3k steps