This is the day that you look at your piles and think, "Where did that week go?"
You go to the allotment and look at the weeds you haven't pulled out.
You look at the cupboards that are still messy.
You notice the cobwebs still lurking in the corners of rooms.
You flick through the piles of music you were going to sort out.
You scratch your head about the fact you did even find time to shred the bank statements overfowing from the filing cabinet.
You look at the work you were going to do. The planning that would make your life easier if you just got organised.
Then you have a choice. Do you run around like a mad person, trying to fit a whole week's worth of stuff or do you just make the most of an afternoon of sunshine and pick up another book?
There's always Major Panic Sunday.
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