I had a great weekend. But, now it’s the work week, and invariably I am knackered when I clock out. It’s very frustrating, because I don’t have a physically taxing job – I just sit quietly and think all day. I shouldn’t need a nap after that, and yet…

I don’t know what the trick is going to be yet. Timer? Sheer willpower? Electric shock mechanism in the couch?

Whatever it is, the living room is in my sights today. And lord, it needs it.

Let’s do this.