Go me.

Room nearly entirely clean now. In the morning I just have to put the futon up (I'm sleeping on it tonight) and pick up a few bits and pieces that are currently wedged under the futon. I also have a clean, folded basket of laundry to put away, but that can wait as it is not actually something that is messy as such.

Thanks to ali_anarres for general moral support.

The floor is a disgrace, too bad it is too late at night to hoover and will be too early to hoover tomorrow morning when I get up! I wish I had one of those carpetsweeper things. I've never wished that before.

I'm not going to fool anyone (plumber, landlord, shevek - it does look like I've cleaned about half my room and shoved the other half in boxes in a corner. However, there will be clear access for the plumber, which is important, and I did get some actual putting away done. I think I've made a serious enough dent in it to get over some of the overwhelmedness I've been feeling about my room for most of the summer; I need to start sorting out some of the things that are in boxes, though, and soon.

I also need to get rid of loads of stuff. Some of it is in a pile to be taken to a second-hand shop but a lot of it is that I really need to go through my wardrobe and get rid of the tatty things and the things I don't wear.

I have far too many pairs of dressy shoes; time to throw some of them out or sell them on eBay or something.

Busking tomorrow is going to be very difficult due to lack of sleep. First pitch is reasonably quiet though, and the second one is a fairly nice playing environment as well, so it shouldn't be too bad.

Tomorrow is shoe shopping day, because I can't do another day without arch support, it hurts too much.

I hope I don't oversleep. Have set two alarms. Clothes for tomorrow are all chosen and laid out, and bag is packed for busking, and choir stuff I need later is set out as well. This should make life slightly easier; I should be able to go into autopilot if necessary.

Bed now.

Futons are too heavy to move first thing in the morning.

I knew I should have done that bit last night, even if it meant sleeping on the floor. Fule! Trying to move one of those before either my muscles OR my brain have woken up simply did not work and took three times as long as it should.

I am now irrevocably irretrievably late. Seriously considering the benefits of a no-show - it's Green Park 2 this morning, and while I like certain things about that pitch (long hallway, reasonably quiet, traffic comes in stabs and drabs so I get enough rest, reasonable acoustics), I could really, REALLY use another half hour of rest, somehow.

I'll go and if I'm not functioning I'll stop early and go get my shoes and find a park somewhere to collapse in.

Weather forecast has changed its mind (again) for the better. If I'm lucky I might get some sun.

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I Have:
-two new pairs of shoes from Clark's (one pair of posh-looking trainer thingies, and one smart pair that is actually flat). Both are black. I was really tempted to get a purple pair of the posh-looking trainer thingies, but managed to restrain myself.
-loads of coins that STILL need to be paid into the bank
-hot water
-a sore throat

Today is shevek's birhtday thingum, but he doesn't get his present until I actually get to see him in person, so there.

I am exhausted adn just want to go to bed but I am also very hungry and must eat something or I'll feel really ill in the morning. Blah and Grah.

Mondays are apparently (and evidently from how I did today!) VERY bad days for busking. Methinks perhaps Mondays might become my day for staying home, doing a few bits and pieces, and doing Real Practising. You know, like actually working on the bad bits until they get better, rather than just making the best of the performance. Doing some exercises. Learning some new music... that sort of thing.