I’ve been floundering all week, too physically exhausted to do anything with my ideas and plans, not just painting the last bit of ceiling in my loft, but even knitting, doodling or weaving. But I guess it’s ok, once I’m done up there my muscles can recover and my mind will also have freed a few extra gears for new projects. It’s a good thing I didn’t know how long I’d be away from everything or I wouldn’t have started! In other words, I didn’t make very good of my threat to get messy yet.