Today

I'm going to have a busy day. I've got a flat inspection tomorrow and there's a fair bit I want to do. Most of the place is in fairly decent order but there are a couple of floors I want to have a go at, and I want to tidy up a bit. I've been wanting to get round to it all week but all the thinking has got in the way of it. That happens so often in my life when I have things I know I must do. I find it all very oppressive, almost crippling. So here I am all washed up, and still needing to do what I've got to do.