it's still romantic in its way, a romance as if written by Palahniuk
I am SO TIRED
my attack was half hearted but have nevertheless achieved:
a poo (yay!)
unloading and reloading dishwasher
filling one and a half black bags with stuff that was drifting across the floors - and you can't even tell I've done anything
weighing self only once according to the PTLS 2014 Act which came into force yesterday (am still at least 100g overweight but y'know, that could be my two pairs of socks, jumper etc)
and probably my greatest achievement so far- ordering all the crap from Waitrose that makes life more pleasant, like loo paper, cleaning stuff, laundry tablets and some essentials (fage 0% 170g pots - I have a 500g pot but we stare at one another with hostility and mistrust and then I close the fridge door on him)
replied to some text messages and arranged a hack for 2pm
there is absolutely no point having a wash before riding, it would be foolish in the EXTREME
what is the first thing you are going to attack?