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T-W-O Weeks

Oh no, it has been more than 2 weeks! T-W-O weeks! Where is my new year resolution of writing at least once a week? And to replying to emails within aweek of arrival rather than a month? So maybe I am not keeping up with all my new year resolutions but at least I keep up with some. I don't do job search anymore (not that there is much to look for anyway), I do a lot of NGO CEO work rather than all-in-one person work, I got myself a PT and went to the gym more than once (and more than zero) this week (and the week is not over yet), I re-started my german lessons and I am even playing more the piano. So I do have good reasons for blogging less! But I will still try to be better!
The thing that really cheered me up and was not on my new year resolutions was the TAN I got in Turks and Caicos. It could have been the ugliest island (which it was not) but the tan in my face would make up for any cheating taxi drivers charging "government regulated" rates
Oh, and off course, the fact that B spent a week back "home" in Boston, it was like going back in time as if London never happened!
Back to script back to script, it's 11.30 I have a newsletter to finish!

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