Working mainly from home means that from 4.30 pm each
afternoon, I spend a lot of effort trying to resist the magnetic pull of the
kitchen. In days of yore, I’d launch myself in there with gusto from about 3 pm to start crafting a feast for the family. However, that was when I didn’t have
any responsibilities. None at all.
But now I have an ever-growing reading list, and an upcoming PhD upgrade which isn’t
keeping me awake at night, but still makes me a little nervous. In short, even
my to-do lists are breeding, so I’ve been barring myself from the kitchen in
order to get some work done.
