Having accepted that this whole performance is going to take at least 12 months, I've been trying to work through a list of crappy tasks I have been avoiding. That might not sound much fun but you'd be surprised at how satisfying a clean store room can be. Ditto a decluttered filing cabinet. The cupboard under the laundry sink is civilised! Yeah, I'm sort of joking, but my point is treatment time can be an opportunity to sort some stuff out. Quite a job when you are as spectacularly adverse to all things domestic as I am.
I have also finished painting all the fiddly bits around the windows at the back of the house, and the garden looks as good as can be expected in this weather. I've just put my new computer desk together which is made out of my house's original 1920s dunny door. Looks fantastic but I will be on here this afternoon bleating for support after the trauma of trying to set up a brand new computer, printer, monitor and webcam. Strange and cruel punishment, but it will all be sooo shiny and nice. And it may encourage me to find some work I can do from home.