I set my to-do list early, seeing yesterday was a write off. The post red-eye funk is real and awful, and I lost a lot of the day, half for being a zombie, the other half went to placating my now-very-affectionate cat, who is very happy to be home.
The list was simple.
- Go to the gym
- Do my ironing.
- Do my food shopping.
- Contact one of my referees about the possibility of getting a reference
- Get my taxes ready for Tuesday
- Do some cleaning.
You'd think I'd knock these off easily, even with a sleep in.
I put my gym clothes on at 9 a.m.
I went to the gym at 6 p.m.
The food shopping was done after the gym - which wasn't the session I wanted. Instead of going hard, I sat on machines, did a leg workout in between doing my daily Duolingo. (I'm on a 1086-day streak - which is just as annoying as those people who sit on the machines at the gym - but in my defense, the gym was nearly empty).
The ironing got done over the afternoon. The pile was hefty, but it's all done. That does feel good. I was watching a series while I did that.
The referee was contacted about half an hour ago, to their work email.
I haven't touched the taxes, but as my affairs are pretty simple, it shouldn't take long.
Oh, and I did some knitting. I finished my big blanket yesterday, and I have some spare wool, so I'm making Blarney and Barney some cat blankets - they love my work.
And now I'm going to do the dishes. The bed got made. My soggy pussycat is asleep on said bed, just happy to be home. He keeps climbing up on my chest, purring, then dribbling on me. It's sweet. I've missed him.
Looking at this, I could have been so much more efficient.
But no.
It's okay.
At least some things are ready to go.
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