Free time. How do we use it, again...?

[desperance]

Apart from coughing and wheezing, how shall I fill up my day?

I thought I might bake a cake, actually. A chocolate beetroot cake, since you ask. That's got to be sovereign, surely?

In the meantime, I am plagued by senses of inadequacy: surely I should be...? Oh. No.

I just glanced at the time and thought Lord, that's late, I'd best be moving... - and then remembered that my only reason to go to the library today is to change my books. When did that last happen? I disremember.

And then there's administratistuff that I really don't want to do but ought not to put off longer; and there's painting the hallway, except that in a blitz of throwing-stuff-out I seem to have thrown out all the torn & spattered shirts and trousers I kept for painting in; and there's going back to bed, which is curiously appealing. I barely got out of it yesterday, despite the queue of boys wanting brekfuss.

I might make a list, of things I can tick off fairly easily. I have a book to read for blurbing; I could do that. I have to phone Paws Indoors; I could do that. I...

I have a sudden cat in my lap. Hullo, sudden cat.

*stops doing anything*