Ten minutes before this week's quittin' time, and I have to say: this to-do list shit at work really, er, does the job. It works. I still have one beast of a naggy project sitting on the list, but having cleared away all of the detritus I have little excuse for not knocking it off the list on Monday afternoon/Tuesday morning, once I get through the usual Monday morning email deluge. At the office, at least, I think I'm going to keep this up.
--Order and consume pizza
--Fold more fucking laundry because it never fucking ends
--Finish up garden plan, yay!
--Sleep, sleep, sleep