It is usually around this time of year that I give up, at least for the summer. When I declare the heat an enemy and the humidity something from Hell itself, and I find myself increasingly frustrated with my lack of progress on my goals and my lack of time to accomplish anything at all around my house or garden.
For me, July is when I give up and cloister myself in my house and declare the war will begin anew when the weather breaks and it is cooler... Which then rarely happens.
This year, however, is different. I've already accomplished a lot. There's a lot yet to accomplish, as well, but... I find myself strangely unable to give up this year.
I think that's a good sign.