The latest instalment in a series in which I answer the ongoing question “How do you fit it all in?”, which people ask me when I tell them what I do.
This week did not go entirely as planned, but that’s OK. Sometimes they don’t.
Monday went exactly how I’d planned it, because it was the last Monday of the month and therefore payroll day for Bohemiacademia. I paid all my employees and freelancers, sorted out HMRC, uploaded pension contributions to the Pensions Regulator, and generally spent the afternoon admining. I also had some client calls in which we discussed their content requirements for August, and worked out roughly how much money I’d have left for the rest of the month once I’d paid for flat-related things.
On Tuesday some columns arrived in my living room. I mean I’d ordered them and they’d been brought here by delivery people, not that they just appeared. Though it is my life, so you never know.
They’re a bit leany at the moment because I need to paint the walls before I attach them.
In the evening I finally met up with a friend I haven’t seen in ages, and we went for steak, which was another experience I haven’t had in far too long. My body wasn’t massively happy afterwards but it was worth it because steak.
On the way home I decided to stop off at Westfield (ugh) for some Lush bath stuff (yay) because I hadn’t had a bath in ages and frankly it felt like it might be necessary. I spent the latter part of Tuesday evening decadently bathing, reading a novel and polishing off a glass of wine.
The novel was The Hazel Wood, and I’d wanted to just read it all the way through once I’d started, because it’s really good, but I fell asleep about 3/4 of the way through.
Wednesday was one of those unsatisfying days where I didn’t get a lot done. My to-do list loomed over me and yet I ignored it, doing only the basics and then giving up in the evening and going to a witchcraft soirée in North London. It was interesting and I think I may have found some more things to put in the next paper.
On Thursday I got up early and worked for three hours, then caught a train to a village in Sussex and went for lunch with the librarians from my old school. This is an annual tradition, although we skipped last year so I hadn’t seen them in ages. It was very pleasant: we had a lovely day sitting in a tea room, then wandering along the seafront. I got back in the early evening and spent the rest of the day in the bath with some Lush products and a good book, which was fun.
Friday was spent staring at a screen, feeling too hot to do anything useful, while the builder suffered greatly in the living room. Restoring the bay window would be a challenge at any time, but especially when it’s 32 degrees outside and the window creates a kind of makeshift greenhouse in the living room. He’s doing a great job so far though, and it’s starting to look like the flat might actually be finished at some point.
On Saturday I went to Oxfordshire to visit my friend who lives on a canal boat. It was great to catch up with her and the walk along the water was beautiful.
On Sunday I’d been planning to have a lie-in, but the builder came back to restore the window some more, so instead I got up early and worked until midday. Then I walked over to Gunnersbury to pick up some varnish from B&Q, and on the way home I stopped off at the garden centre café and spent a few hours there proofreading a book.