I finished work early today. It’s a staggering achievement given the extraordinary amount of work I had to do at the start of the week, having come back from Canada. But maybe the break helped, or perhaps my estimating is better (which allows me to compensate for other things), or perhaps I was just in the zone. For all the hassle I gave myself last week, for not getting on with stuff, and for all the hassle I gave myself when I was on holiday – should I really have taken four weeks’ off? It all worked out well. I’m just slightly behind schedule. Extremely chilled out – I think the summer weather helps immensely. Lots of lovely sunshine when you finish work. Or it could be my new hi-fi.

This weekend I will be mostly getting started on Getting Things Done. So after I have breakfast in Inverness with my Dad, I will be coming back to my house. Lots of loud music (both my neighbours are away at the moment and Ayria is gonna be on the top of that list somewhere), plenty of rubbish bags – at this moment I wanna chuck everything away, and start again. Anyway, I was thinking – isn’t this how I should feel all the time?

Mark thinks I should use the vacuum cleaner in my office. Bets are 6-4 against at present.