It's 17h00 and I'm still in my PJs.
Just can't be bothered today.
What's the point?
Why clean? I'm on my own.
Tomorrow will be better ... going down to the coast to spend the whole day with old friends.
Monday I'm in Birmingham for a meeting.
Thursday I'm in London - this will be a very late and bubbles-fuelled night (Marketing Awards in Park Lane).
Just thinking about the next few days is tiring ...
but I'll do it, mainly because I've given myself permission to be a lazy moo today.
I just can't do it all anymore .... shows just how much Cliff supported me.
The trash needs taking out, shopping is a necessity now, the floor needs mopping ... I could go on, but it'll only stress me out.
Today, I have a day off.