Are there times of the year you automatically associate with particular tasks or activities? (February already? Must be about time to take down the Christmas tree…)
When you re-discover an old project that hasn’t been completed, do you:
a) re-bury it and pretend you didn’t see anything;
b) set yourself to battle your way through it as a penance; or
c) chuck it out and move on?
Not the complicated thingy on the end of your wrist, nor yet anything you may have been dealt, but your handwriting. Love it? Loathe it? Secretly proud of the fact that no one can read it but you, and sometimes not even then?