I am, by nature, a lazy person. It's not an attractive quality. I also have an incredibly short attention span.
Combine the two and suddenly doing a load of laundry becomes quite an achievement. Hanging it out? We're talking major league.
And like all lazy people, I am completely, hopelessly in love with the idea of Doing Woman.
As I lie in bed on a Saturday morning, my head is in the Tate.
While I'm slobbing out on the sofa in my pjs, imaginary me is browsing vintage jumble sales in a fabulously thrown together, yet completely on trend outfit.
Well, you get the picture.
The List* is stuff I am actually going to do.
* Obviously I haven't written it yet. But I've thought about it.