How is it that one can be doing a lot all day and still not feel as if they have accomplished all they should? Today, I wanted to get my old room all ship shape for viewings before leaving to spend time with L. I also wanted to arrange a schedule for the weekend to view potential roosts. Tomorrow, I wanted to go to Aylesbury to do a bit of visiting before heading to L.'s for the remainder of the hols. Sadly, I still haven't finished sorting the room. Granted, I did a lot of sorting and organizing, dropped off the laptop back to the school from whence it came, patched the paint job on the wall (after shopping for all necessary supplies to do so) and completed some laundry. I should be reasonably pleased with myself, but, instead, I'm annoyed because the return to L.'s will have to be delayed a day as it appears as though it's going to take another day just to get the room sorted. Nyarg!