More time

I was thinking about this last night - two seconds after I shut the computer down (of course). With the house neater, I seem to have more time to do things. Like bake bread and scones.

Which doesn't make sense.

There are exactly the same number of minutes in every day, and I am using up more of them.

I think the appearance of more time is actually more motivation.

Think about it. You wake up to a chaotic house. But you can't be bothered to DO anything. Whoops, there goes the entire day. Oh sure, you will make your coffee and do the laundry or whatever. But anything else? Nuh. Too hard. (I have this attitude towards the spare room at the moment)

I've been waking up to a neater house, and I feel like baking or finding *something else* to do. There is nothing left in the kitchen to do. Well, I don't think so anyway. Perhaps I'd better check. Yep. All done.

This morning I spent a couple of 15 mins moving ebooks to the micro SD card. This does my head in, coz the computer finds all the moved books, doesn't it? And I don't remember what I have already sent via email. I need to get in there and delete everything thats been sent on, or saved. Oops, got side tracked.

Anyway, with more time to do things, I plan on baking some apple and cinnamon scones. Not sure when, coz I have a Freecycler coming around to collect stuff.