I've been having an apathetic sort of afternoon. I know why it is: I'm speaking in prison tomorrow and that always creates a tension in me.
I've planned my talk and it's split into 3 sections. I'm fine on the first, almost there on the second but struggling with the third. You see, the first two are more narrative and follow on logically. One sentence kick-starts another in my memory. But the third bit, although it's logical and does sort of follow, doesn't have the flow of the other bits. Ah well, I'll just have to refer to my notes if I get stuck.
But it means I haven't been able to apply myself to anything this afternoon. (Listen to me! As if I normally spend my Saturday afternoons productively!)
What I have done this afternoon is:
watch two episodes of Come Dine With Me - and hear in my head my grandmother tutting her disapproval for watching television in the day;
discover I have more odd shoes than matching pairs in my wardrobe;
bemoan once again my lack of housewifely skills (why do you wash a dress inside out?);
and wonder if I can use upholstery cleaner on my handbag.