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Finally got round to reading [Ready Player One](https://www.amazon.co.uk/Ready-Player-One-Ernest-Cline/dp/0099560437) by Ernest Cline. Finished it this evening, now one of my favourite books.

Route One

Ring road (route 1) in Iceland

Covering over 900 miles and circling Iceland, Route 1 was a key part of our trip. We only explored the Southern half of it, perhaps we’ll see the Northern side on a future trip.

There’s no shortage of epic and beautiful scenery on the drive, in fact there’s so much to see that the drive may well take longer than you anticipate.

While perhaps not one of the most scenic points, here’s a wallpaper of a photo taken on the ring road itself. It’s the wallpaper on my MacBook at the moment and fills me with memories and wanderlust every time I see it.

Download

The ‘Sound: drift off’ single in the @Headspace app is great for getting (back) to sleep quickly. Perfect for after a midnight to 2am baby feed and settle.

On this day a year ago I began my second week of Shared Parental Leave and Mel returned to work. Both of us feeling unsure and overwhelmed but for quite different reasons. This was the hardest but most rewarding day job I’ve had.

A year ago today I began my short journey as a stay-at-home-dad, looking after our daughter by taking Shared Parental Leave. I greatly miss moments of my days with Elowyn.

Radio Silence Over

I’ve been quiet of late, well, I have in terms of sharing my thoughts and photos both here and on social media. Not any kind of social experiment or political or moral opposition to any network or attempt at improving my focus and productivity. I’ve just been busy, and maybe a bit lazy too.

Colds and a cranky baby (half referring to our daughter, but also to myself) haven’t helped.

This November saw my first attempt at NaNoWriMo. I won’t make the 50,000 words by month end to complete it (more on that another time) but I’m okay with that. Heck I only managed just over a week really. Then I made an excuse, and another one, and then more.

It’s okay though. No really it is. I’m a little disappointed in myself but I was prepared to fail and I’m glad I tried, though I do wish I’d preserved a little more. Truth is I could still keep writing, perhaps I should. But once you’ve made so many excuses it’s easier to make one more than it is to pick things up and try again.

Aside from colds and other distractions I’ve also started another project. Something I’ve been meaning to do for awhile. But I made excuses. I found reasons to keep making concessions, to stay the source. Recently though I’ve begun to see the impact that not doing something has had on my happiness and my wellbeing. The cost of not doing something had become greater than the risk of change. It’s time for a change.

More tk.

Considering entering #NaNoWriMo this November for the first time. Anxiety rises, or is it excitement? Perhaps it’s both. Hard to distinguish between them some days.