Well, I passed my exams (just) so that's something.
I have created a list here of all the books that I am to read this year. I own all of these, or have been lent them and have them in my possession. So I've amended the reading ones, one to read these, one to write something that's worthwhile (not with the intention of ever doing anything with it beyond pipe dreams, just so I can prove something to myself), and one to get the old blood pressure down to a less worrying level. Diet appalling, the one where I deludedly claimed to have sorted it has been undone. Oops.
Washing has been sorted and unsorted and sorted and unsorted, at time of updating this it is never sorted. Well, the dirty clothes are in the washing basket, that bit's easy, it's the stuff that comes out clean that's a problem. Wardrobes still in mid sort, I've got a nice mix of clothes and paint in one, and, er, nothing in the other. I may actually address that right about now and then the mysterious pile of stuff can be put in its rightful home and a calm aura will befall the house. Or something.
Have I done anything else? No.
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