Only 78 days (11 weeks) until I move. And time could not go fast enough for me at the moment. I’m ashamed to say so, but I haven’t been enjoying summer as I should just because I know I’ll be moving and there is (almost) nothing I want more at the moment. I want all the pieces to fall into place; everything sorted, a true new beginning.
I have been a bad blogger again. Said I would only leave for a week and went away for another month. I have been busy with all kinds of things; discovering Rome, dating, finding myself some more, fitnessing, picking up my sister from her walk to Santiago de Compostela.
I’m still not the person I aspire to be, I don’t know if I’ll ever get there but at least I’m trying. So knowing I’m not standing still gives me strength to move on.
Things that I have changed for the better: I’m cooking on a daily basis and changed my lifestyle into as healthy as possible.
Thing I desperately want to change: I want to make a better effort at work. I want to do better. So that should be my next first priority, since all other aspects of my life seem to go fine as they are.