I'm one person and I'm in charge of all departments.
What we do is what we choose to do, whether we think it's our choice or not.
I need to look after myself for one day before and one day after a long trip.
I like other people to be predictable, but I don't like being predictable myself.
We should assume that everybody has special needs of some description, and give them the time and space they need.
I think it's good to block out noise. We don't realise that we're listening to it. We can't shut our ears.
I'm nice and I don't like saying no because it makes me feel bad, but I also have to act in my own interests and do what is right for me.
Lots of bad things that have happened to me happened because I didn't listen to my gut feeling.
I like drawing but I get a real buzz out of drawing cartoons.
My brain works so hard on thinking and creating and worrying that it makes my body feel tired.
Monday feels like the start of the working week. It always will, I reckon. If I make a good, productive start on a Monday, the rest of the week goes well.
Being me, just me, is enough. It's not what I do for work or how much money I earn that matters, it's who I am as a person; my personality, my traits, my values. In that respect I feel a lot better about myself than I did years ago. I am enough.
I like admin. I like working things out in my own time, and setting up systems.
I'm still here. I'm still ticking along in one piece. So I must be doing something right.
This is the thing: I don't like shopping. But here is the other thing: shopping doesn't have to be an unpleasant experience.
Sticking to the plan. Honouring my commitments. There is something nice about that.
Exercising is important to me and my wellbeing. My fitness and health - physical things - affect my mental health.
Sometimes I need to retreat, rest, think, and then I'm ready to face the world again.
I haven't given up. I feel proud of myself for doing it. I knew I would do it. I committed 100% to it, and that's what matters.
The to do list grows. Panic rises. Calm down. Chill. Tick off tasks. No hurry. Get it done one thing at a time with nice tea and toilet breaks inbetween.
Recognise this feeling. Know that it's because I worked myself too hard yesterday and didn't do the lovely things that make me feel good: walking, basketball, cycling... Know that I denied myself breaks and pleasure and this is the result: dissatisfaction and exhaustion.
No good will come from beating myself up. I'm a human and I make mistakes.
First thing in the morning and last thing at night. If I can get those two times of day working well and healthily, that will make a wonderful difference to my life.
Unless I exercise in the morning, it doesn't happen at all.
I don't appear in my social media posts very often, which is odd. I need to make friends with the selfie.
Working 5 days a week and having 2 days off is not good work-life balance. It's nonsense. Anyone who knows how to count knows that.
Our life is now. It's happening right now. What we choose to do with our time is what we choose to do with our life.
Going out for a run doesn't sound appealing. But then it never will do. The important thing is to do it anyway.
I get a buzz from being playful, making people laugh and surprising people.
I wish I felt real peace and quiet. Genuinely. Without ear defenders.