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Date: 14 January 2006 10:47:42
....... and I can see half my bed and a patch of floor. I have one bin bag ready for the binmen - shame they've just been, isn't it? I have one bag full of clothes for the charity shop from me and the Smudgelets (Pants, Blonde, I am guessing you don't want hand-me-downs that you'll have to store for a few years, do you?). I have a bag full of washing and a basket full of ironing and, better still, a basket full of clean towels and sheets to put in my towel cupboard (and dad's) once I have sorted out my towel cupboard (which is next on the decluttering list!) I feel sort of good, although there's still far far more to go.
However
I have been struck with a rather scary ambition. In fact, it is a totally ridiculous ambition - an ambition that I can't see me actually managing to do at all. I have suddenly been seized with the ambition to do Walk the Wight on May 14th... to the extent of actually downloading the registration form. This is such a ridiculous ambition as I'm so so unfit. But could it be the motivation I need? I so much want to do it - partly the challenge appeals to me as I am quite fed up of feeling overweight and unfit, and partly it would be an excellent way to raise money for the Earl Mountbatten Hospice to whom we owe so much. I know I couldn't do it now as I get out of breath just walking up to meet Smudgelet from school, but could I aim to do a half-walk (12.5 miles from Bembridge to Carisbrooke Castle) by May? Then aim to do the full walk of 26 miles (I've done that distance before... once!) next year? Could I? Could I?
And more to the point....... would you sponsor me?