You know, one of those days where absolutely nothing on your über-long to-do list seems even remotely tolerable, let alone interesting. I have no urgent tasks, nothing which can't be put off til tomorrow (or rather, Friday at the earliest as I'm off up to London again tomorrow). I have lots of things that I ought to do, but nothing I have to do and consequently I don't feel like doing anything at all.
I hate moods like this. And in moods like this, I hate being self-employed and working from home where it is only too easy to mooch about and waste time and generally be unproductive. I need to oik myself up and just get on with something. Anything. So long as it's not nothing.
On a completely unrelated and uninteresting note, the new carpet that's being laid right now stinks.
One of those days
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“Stink” as in smell, or “stink” as in “is horrible”?
Stink as in 'smell', although that did go away relatively quickly. It actually looks quite nice, although the advisability of having an off-white carpet when there is a long-haired black cat in residence is questionable.
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