Procrastinate

Last night, all three girls stayed at my parents, a glorious child free night where I remembered that when you sleep for a long time, you have to wash sleep crusts from the corners of your eyes. I’d forgotten that that happened but then it hasn’t happened for many months, there have been a handful of nights when I’ve slept for more than four hours.

Anyway, I had grand plans. I have to rewrite the first three chapters of the book to send it off again, new and improved and obviously going to get an agent this time, I need to write another one. I wanted to blog here. Do the ironing. Paint my hallway.

I did an 1000 piece puzzle.

Ate a family bag of popcorn and slept for eight hours.

But here’s the thing. Is the act of doing a puzzle an act in itself or is it a procrastination and not really a thing at all? This evening I cleaned my make up brushes and finished reading a book I’ve loved. Again, procrastination or justified evening activity?

I then fell asleep on the sofa and was woken by Grace being sick so my night of relaxation seems very far away now as it doesn’t look like I’ll be sleeping tonight.

Might start a puzzle…..