I appear to have slept like crap and am not feeling my usual motivated self this morning. Unhelpfully, our kid has vetoed doing the Joe Wicks workout this morning in favour of a six-minute Andy Day one, which is fine and all but I was sort of relying on that to lift me out of this torpor. She and dog are also being nuts this morning, and I’ve got work to do, and urrrggghh. Come on Wednesday, bring it on.
Oh yeah, no change in home working clothes for me due to the nature of my work, so it’s just whatever’s available. In unintentional homage to my favourite DiS joke of all time, I rippa’d my trousers yesterday, and now I have to consider whether I will try to menda these trousers or not. If I don’t, I’m down to one pair 