15 minutes tops to look back on the previous seven days, which I tend to do most weeks. Sharing in case it’s useful to someone somewhere out there, somehow…

How does it feel after that?

Tired. Why?

A lot of early starts, long days.

A few nights of interrupted sleep (no one's fault).

Lots of feeling on the back foot, reacting.

Lots of things in the air. Maybe too many things in the air. Need some things to be clearer (scoped even lol), some need to reach a milestone (gradual progress), some to get closed off. Spent a weekday evening and the back holidays weeks trying to get some of that out of the way. Scoped, graft, done. Still lots in the list, still lots of waiting. But a little less.

A sense of slightly raised relief now the first half of the boy’s A levels finals are done. A week “off” (aka revising) before back into the second week. But the second week lurks.

Ans physically: My legs feel really achey and tired, like really. After 3 days of running early in the week I am trying a little break from running. Three day bank holiday weekends are tailor made for some Epic Runs!, but mindful of that pain my left leg doing the marathon a couple of weeks back, see what a rest brings up (or not). Pick it up in the middle of the coming week.

People talking about their time off in the coming week, slight pang of envy maybe? (Not maliciously.) Been a long time since I had a solid week off. Something else to sort, probably.

Saved all the 500 open tabs in my phone’s web browser to a reading list. Closed the tabs. I joked it feels like my phone is lighter. Mentally I’ve shifted the “to read” list out of sight, not there front and centre every time I do something up on the internet. Lighter in mind too. (And I’ll get through them now they’re in the reading list, because lists work for me.)

So, yeah, tiredness. Focus the energy into positive stuff.

Aside from all that weariness: joy at the new Saint Etienne single, Glad; a little sadness they're calling it a day – but then back to joy because they're just so so great (and lots of less obvious gems – like Lightning Strikes Twice – in their catalogue). And Glad is a banger. Sound of the summer maybe.

What did I enjoy?

Michael Portillo’s travel shows. I mean, c’mon, it’s Michael Portillo so enjoyment has a limit. If you’ve above a certain age that means politics. But I like some sofa tourism. And groaning at some of the bad puns Portillo utters. It’s nowhere near Anthony Bourdain but… it’ll do.

And then came along the new Stanley Tucci show. Great stuff. 3 episodes out of 5, watched.

The latest Mission Impossible. Maybe the stakes were too high for it to feel like an MI film. They are hardly intimate films but global catastrophe and lots of highly visible war mechanisms nudged the peril higher than usual. Fun enough though. Didn’t feel like 3 hours either.

Thursday: Work day trip to London. On the way back to Kings Cross surfaced at the Barbican to take a couple of meetings. Had a wait at KX before the train home, grabbed the opp for dinner at The German Gymnasium. Felt like a good boost to help through the next few days. Maybe shouldn’t have had the rice pudding for dessert, as delicious as it was.

Getting to the regular Agile in the Either meet up Emily Webber organises. (Thanks as ever, Em, our agile queen.)

Doctor Who. I enjoyed it. (lol at someone in the Sun saying it's woke and should get back to its roots. Does that guy even know what Dr Who's traditions are? Does that guy even know what good sci-fi is? Let's just have An Opinion and get people to talk because metrics eh, BIG NUMBERS etc etc.)

Bit of grind and the rusted plant holders are gone, replaced with new ones. Front garden feels it’s done enough now. Just tend to it. (Until the front window gets sorted in a month or two.) A satisfying point. Back yard next. Tie that up. Focus on the sense of reward, Si, of Another Thing Done.

Looking forwards.

Tyler, the Creator. Wet Leg. Maybe another film at the cinema (new Wes Anderson?).

Support the lad. Sort out his birthday present. (He's 18 in less than two week, cripes, time.)

And keep getting things clearer, nip past some milestones, and close some more things off. Life innit.