Further to my last

[desperance]

D'you suppose I can use all today's chopping and changing of plans as an excuse for not have cleaned, wrapped and/or prepared absolutely everything before 1400 hours tomorrow? 'Cos, honestly, I'm knackered and distrait, and some of it just isn't going to happen. I keep picking up the broom and sighing and feeling overwhelmed, and putting off something else till tomorrow morning.