One of the things I was looking forward to on arriving back in the UK was to spend a few days veggying out in front of the TV and catch up on my shows.
Shouldn't be too hard - being jobless and pennyless (relatively speaking) kinda ensures that I'd be staying in one place and being a good boy.
Yet somehow, things just always turn up. Laundry to be done, shelves to be built, dishes to be washed, lofts to be organised, rooms to be renovated.
I've become such a master procrastinator that I'm now procrastinating on my procrastination... (O_o)