Stopped myself from completely and utterly overdoing it, and still managed to fit in 9/10ths of a short walk, 10/10ths of a coffee, and 95% of buying and decorating an odd-bin Christmas Tree. (The tree is a bit wonky but locally grown, and was half the price of the one we usually end up getting from the big store. So far we’ve decorated it with clove-studded orange slices, dried chillies, and some popcorn-and-holly garlands that took hours to make but required no brain power whatsoever. We’ll flesh the decoration out with something shinier tomorrow, I think.). L and the 6-year-old came over for an hour too, so there’s been plenty of fun. I missed a really lovely cycle ride with friends and there’s a chaotic week ahead which my lungs may simplify, but right now I’m savouring the fact that I can do what I want to do most in all the world, which is Go To Bed.