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Cleaning House Inside and Out

I find it hard to do housework unless I am stressed. This isn’t a good criterion because it means when I am not stressed, I live in a hovel.

The only way I can get through the cleaning process when I am in a positive frame of mind is to:

  1. Watch YouTube videos on how to clean quickly and efficiently
  2. Write a list of what I need to do
  3. Look up one-hour cleaning routines
  4. Listen to podcast when I do the cleaning


Today I have managed to dust and clean downstairs while learning about Saudi’s and 9/11 and the rise of AI, and which jobs are safe and which aren’t (anyone one who makes money from creativity or from social/emotional intelligence is fine…for now).

Soon, I will head upstairs to do bathrooms while I listen to the New Yorker podcast on why men should read romance novels and the stoic philosophy on a healthy lifestyle.

I have recently stopped smoking. It wasn’t a difficult decision to make since it kills you, and that cigarettes are now $30 a packet. The cravings have been intermittent and bearable and while I am suffering a few yucky side effects it’s manageable since it’s not cancer. Oddly enough my stress levels have gone down since I stopped smoking, hence why I live in a crack-shack at the moment. The idea that you’re stressed and need a cigarette is a furphy.

But I’m not lecturing about smoking. You do you boo, but I’m feeling better and calmer and richer, so that’s a good thing. Maybe you can try it if you are a smoker?

I have also been trying to meditate every morning. I’m sort of doing it but I forget sometimes as I have been spending a lot of time working and thinking of new book ideas.

I have two ideas which are great, and one which is maybe too biographical but could be a cracker if I had the courage to write it.

Have a lovely weekend and let’s chat next week.








Monday thoughts.


I am writing a new book, which means I am living part time in this world. It’s always a shock to come out of rabbit hole I have sent myself down and emerge  into the reality of this life I lead.

To break the back of the book, I was been  sleeping about five hours a night for the past few days and the result is a state in my head that reminds me why I would not survive having small children now.

Last night I could barely cope with the rabbit lifting her ramp up with her head, and then letting it drop down, for her own shits and giggles.



I believe that if you’re an asshole, it’s usually because you haven’t had enough sleep. I read that most despot and evil world leaders had sleep issues.  I get it. It’s enough to turn your head all the way around.

Life is kind of weird right now. As my brother recovers from cancer, one of my close girlfriends has been diagnosed with the disease; now she is the first thing on my mind every morning.

The second is the book.

The third is my responsibilities that day.

Sometimes I think it best to just get house and life stuff done and put away so then I can write but when is it ever really done and if you give it too much attention it turns into procrastination.

Last weekend I Marie Kondo’d my house. Do you know of her book? She’s this feisty Japanese woman dedicated to stopping you from suffocating in your own stuff.

A trip to the tip and two boot loads of charity donations and now the house is zen. It’s no coincidence that this happened before I started the new book.

Here is my piff pile and my wardrobe post Kondo.



It’s surprisingly easy to do Marie’s method, and I Kondo’d my whole house in a weekend while Dave did the shed. Now there is no excuse to procrastinate, which is why I was able to spend the last week researching and plotting. What a luxury! It’s like having a good rehearsal period before a play.

Now I’m off to write while the rabbit sits at my feet, trying to eat my power cord.


Happy Monday to you all.