Five-minute snapshot

In the last five minutes I have:

• seen two tractors (one green, one red) on the way home from work and felt sad that little man wasn't there to see them too.
• Finished listening to my new Romanian Gypsy music CD and decided it's not as good as the Hungarian one.
• opened a bottle of Jacob's Creek Grenache Shiraz I quickly grabbed at Asda without having time to think earlier after getting stuck in Lake District/Scotland traffic on the way to work in Preston.
• put the oven on for a pizza, which is usually my Sunday night ritual. I have most unusually worked Saturday though, which leaves me wondering what I'm going to do tomorrow night.
• pulled all the cables out of the back of the DVD player and put them in the video player instead.
• removed a CD case and half a wooden green pepper from the video slot.
• put on Star Wars (IV) as I've been discussing it with a guy on match.com.
• half heartedly put away a couple of baby jigsaws and that damned Tractor book.
• stepped over the half packet of crackers little man dropped on the kitchen floor earlier.
• taken my sandals off and settled on the settee with the laptop but realised the pizza isn't actually in the oven yet.

Achievement level: 0%

An unusual day when I haven't had little man with me but also haven't had to work. And what have I done? Bugger all, really. Bit of a lie in, but I went to bed late anyway. Out for lunch with a friend who accompanied me on a creative venture first (ask no questions...). Home to fiddle about on the computer, pretend to start writing a short story I could submit to a magazine, stare in confusion at all the wires at the back of the DVD player and transfer them all to the video so I can watch Gladiator. The big thing on my to-do list is to round up all my pay chitties so I can claim some holiday pay. Have I done it? Have I hell. Is the house a mess? Of course it is.

So I haven't achieved a single thing, but I also haven't enjoyed a relaxing day off because I've been thinking about all the things I should have been doing. I blame hormones.

The thing is that although the rational side of my brain is worrying about all the things I should have been doing, the intuitive side (by far the larger side) knows that things that need doing will get done as if by magic at some point when it just happens without any hassle.

Off for a relaxing bath and read now....and maybe an early night. Maybe.