I start the day slowly, not feeling particularly motivated, but manage to surprise myself (and my wife) by achieving loads this afternoon.
The morning is spent in a very leisurely fashion – tea, nutriblast, dog walk, PopMaster, The Metro online… I’m actually feeling frustrated with my lack of “get up and go”, so I start thinking about jobs that need to be done. The big water stain on the front of our cottage has faded considerably following the application of some brick acid a month or so ago, but another application is required, so I lever myself off the sofa, manage to find where my wife has hidden the brick acid, go outside and apply it to what remains of the stain.
I walk the dog for the second time today, and then wander down to the allotment, which is in need of some attention. I mow the grass paths, hoe and weed a couple of the beds and then harvest some rhubarb to take back home with me for stewing.
Finally, I vacuum downstairs before my wife gets home from work. I’m feeling quite pleased with myself, even though I’m aching all over and I know that I’ve overdone it.