I do not mind the musky smell of the elevator in Obz square where I stay. Nor do I dislike the sound of the laundry room. I am now at a juncture on this particular day, where I have to pull out all the stops. There is an exam this Monday, but I am not so concerned about it. I believe it will work out. Rather, I want to finish what my supervisor seeks so that by next week, the third of September, all mathematical modelling will be ready to go for my project.On Monday, after my exam, I can do my health policy project.
Why is this post called confronting my habits – there is a particular thought I had in mind. It is the habit of cooking at night, nearly every night. This will have to go, at least for now, so I can reach what I need.
I know I will not eat out as often as I may fear I will. But I need to add more time to that which I avail to my study and only cooking can be cut, as I need to exercise just as much as I do now.