In the exercise realm. I sometimes did the jogging. I never swam on Wednesdays. I did walk to work most Thursday mornings. I did not go berry picking once. I don’t think I had a movie night on Tuesdays at all. So that seems to be less successful than my general feeling about that part of the summer. I think my accomplishments walking to work trumped all the other things.
I did find cost effiencies in food. That was good.
I did not rediscover my love for gardening. I think I need a buddy or something.
I did submit my book.
I did eat without distractions. Which is boring, but I didn’t hate it as much as I thought I would.
It was a good summer.