Rule no.1: Post regularly, so there's always something fresh for your readers to discover.
Rule no.2: On no account forget Rule no.1.
... and then various rules about never posting anything incriminating, or so personal that you might later regret it. No fear of that - I haven't posted at all. Ooops!
Hey, I've been busy, guys! In October I assumed my new persona as part-time postdoctoral research assistant on a project jointly run by the Universities of Glasgow and Cambridge. I continued to be a librarian for the rest of my working week.
And then there was the church organ-playing, invitations to speak at a couple of research/career development seminars, editing my book (Our Ancient National Airs), and liaising with the editors and my indexer. And writing a couple of journal articles.
Suddenly, it was January. I took a week's holiday once the boys had gone back to school - though I seemed to be busy enough throughout the week without even thinking about work or research projects! I submitted another journal article, and arranged a whole suite of Alexander Campbell's Scottish melodies for saxophone quartet.
Finally, here we are at the end of the month. As I write, Cello-Man is trying to get home from Zurich after his university Jailbreak. (This link works today - I can't promise it'll work next week, though, as it's being updated in real-time.) I've got my book-launch on the horizon, and I'm still liaising with performers for that. Viola-Man has prelims for his Highers next week, Sax-Kid has an audition for a youth jazz outfit, and SuperSpouse is happily operating his one-man secretariat for a local transport society.
Pseudo-Supermum has made soup (a common weekend activity), shopped, washed, and attempted to join the Glasgow Club. If I pay to be in it, I might go and swim or work off some calories more dutifully. It's worth a try! Because the word round here is that I'm fat. If that's what loved ones think, it's a good thing strangers don't usually bother to tell me.