The first of June.
The first day of summer, though you would never know it from the swirling winds blustering outside the window. It is wet and miserable here tonight, and we are curled up indoors under a blanket.
The first early start of the month, having another attempt at my target of getting up at 6am every day for a month.
The first week without my 5k running plan, having completed it this weekend. The race I signed up for is next Saturday though, so I still plan to do runs on my usual days this coming week.
The prospect of the first page of a new book, after it took me the whole month to finish my last one. I'm really looking forward to getting stuck into something else, maybe on the commute in the morning.
The first time I have listened to the full 500 words competition results on BBC Radio 2. I heard the start of the show on Friday morning, but, as every year, I didn't get the chance to listen all the way through. So tonight, I got home from work, listened on catch-up and got the ironing done too. A productive evening, and I thoroughly enjoyed the show.
Now to finish off by looking at some campsites for our trip to Scotland, which is two more firsts for us. We have never been on holiday to Scotland together before, nor have we camped other than at a festival. Here's to a happy month ahead.