It’s hard work, all this relaxation. At least I feel totally fagged out now. Mind you, I have made an attempt at deconstructing part of the kitchen today. This would be good, except I decided it was impossible to take it piecemeal – I’ll have to get it all out in one go, and that will not happen this month, probably not next month, and, lets face it, the chances of it happening this year are pretty slim.
So now I’m collapsed on the couch (well, right now I’m in front of the computer, but I was collapsed on the couch just a few minutes ago and will be again shortly) rereading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Considering how little time I will have for reading the next few weeks, if I space them out a little, I should be done with The Goblet of Fire just about the 21st when The Order of the Phoenix is due.
Voice in my head: some chick singing Genie in a Bottle