This week I was intending to blog about 'comfort zones', and how I seem to have spent a lot of time outside of mine recently... My theory has always been that you have to push your boundaries, otherwise the amount of difficultly you can tolerate recedes over time. However, this week turned into a painful reminder not to push too far, having spent the last couple of weeks lecturing, marking assessments and then out on the street in a futile canvassing effort for the Green Party - all of which were (in this case) voluntary activities. I find all three activities difficult, and it just became too much.
Yesterday and today I've returned back to basics, washing and sorting clothes and tidying up around the house.
This weekend we are due to celebrate the successes of March - and also the end of the first quarter of 2011 (We're just passing into the second quarter, 91.25 days into the year).