It’s coming up to one of my favourite times of year. No, not Christmas; new year. The time to reflect, to look back over the past twelve months, work out what went well and what could have gone differently, and think about whether I’ve attained the goals I set out at the beginning of the year, and what my goals for next year might be.
I was talking to my friend the other day about how life seems to have this habit of piling all the annoying crap on at once.
You can’t just have the car break down, you also have to break your heel and the cat has to throw up on the important document you’ve been waiting for.