8am - not a bad time to be woken up by a hungry cat wanting some food.

9am - Breakfast

10am - showered, dressed, face in progress

11am - I couldn't make up my mind about what to do, so much on the to-do list but I sat with a cuppa and read a little instead. Time spent reading is always time well spent. In stark contrast the following day I'd ticked off several things on the list before 10am.

12pm - Doing something less interesting but more productive. Ironing. Blurgh.

1pm - After lunch I got back to it, almost done though. If I didn't leave the ironing pile to get so big it wouldn't take so long, but this is something I never seem to learn.

2pm - I gave up trying to be productive and hit the sofa with my book and a snack. I'm going sugar free at the moment to treat an allergy to sugar beet. But so many products have sugar in (basically anything not made from scratch in your own kitchen), I think I might starve. Dates give me a (natural) sugar fix, but I can't stop thinking about chocolate.

3pm - still reading.

4pm - Finished.

5pm - trying a new recipe Spinach Lasagna. Not bad, if a little soggy, it was actually much tastier when reheated for supper the next day. As with most veggie recipes I felt it could be improved with a little ham... (and I would've done so if one of the ingredients used to roast the ham wasn't sugar).

6pm - waiting for supper to finish cooking, stuck under a cat.

7pm - Tinker managed to make me spill an almost full cup of tea on my lap, so I was early into my PJs.

8pm - Fire roaring, cats snoozing, husband home, The West Wing boxset (again).

9pm - New book selected. One that's been on my shelf for years. Loving it so far.

Saturday February 18th - Photo An hour arranged by Louisa and Jane - thanks ladies!