I was meant to work 12.30-9.30 today to prepare for a visit tomorrow from someone important. However, Gillian phoned me at 9 and said the visit’s cancelled so I can do a normal day instead.

There’s no way I could’ve gone from pjs and cereal on the sofa to showered/dressed/presentable and to work in half an hour, so I started at 11 and finished at 8. It was weird walking home when it was still so light but the roads so quiet.