After only an hour of sleep last night, I’ve been a bit stunned all day – just not quite with it.

So I did what I used to do when I needed a boost: I moved furniture around.

No, not everything; just my desk. I turned it 90 degrees (that’s a square for those with new natal chart knowledge) to the wall. It doesn’t stick out into the dining room as far as I thought it would, and I’m quite pleased. Besides, with it exposed like this, I’ll be less likely to let stuff pile up on it.

Oh, that’s not the only thing I did today; I took a couple of hours and sorted through about ninety-eight pages of notes on the trad-vs-eclectic Craft book I’ve been working on. In the end, after it sorting it into about seven different files of related topics, I realised that I’m going to just sit down and start writing it one day.