Finally made it to the laundromat, body aching and tired, having finished cleaning everything (EVERYTHING bar the fly screens/windows and insides of cupboards!) and bought groceries and inspected a rental and made dinner and washed all that up too. And god I hate mopping the floors but it does make the place feel nice when I do remember to do it. Just a shame I won’t be here much longer. No more attachment.

Half a day of work tomorrow… and long-awaited therapy sesh after. I’m gonna sleep well tonight tho.