Potatoes, Post Office and Email List

I’m not fully grounded yet. I’m home but still floating in the ether somewhere. I need to get down to some proper work. Today. Now. But there are so many bits that I want to clear out of my head first. I chant lists as I walk. Potatoes, Post Office and email list. That was one of them. Just to remember – to commit it to memory. I need order. I want to tidy, to clean to buy a load of organising drawers, boxes and containers just to impose order. To feel better, calmer. It is in my gift. Now I need to sit and breathe and then work. Just work. All will be well. Then.