…to do anything much today - and trying to remember that that’s okay.  Not returned a phone call.  Not picked my washing off the ground after my washing line decided to break while I was napping.  Not answered the door to someone who sounded as though he was selling photos.  Not checked the post.  Not gone into town to see my mother.  Not taken my library book back.  Not had coffee and biscuits even though the drawing might suggest I have.  Not had lunch yet.  Not had a bath yet.

I will move soon.  My stomach will make sure of it and I would like to pick up my washing eventually.  But it has felt good to let myself off the hook.  I’ve been forgetting to do that of late.  Not that I’ve done a great deal actually, but I have felt the urge to make use of what energy I’ve had as soon as I’ve had it.

Off to town in a while to see N.  My library book can wait until tomorrow as can visiting my mother.  Most things aren’t generally so urgent that they probably can’t  wait a while I suppose.  Good to remember that.