I need some Slow-Release Hugs

It's a Tuesday morning. Yesterday my car passed its MOT, which was both a great relief and minor miracle. Last night I couldn't sleep coz of figuring out my new direction in life (treehouse). This morning I'm up early coz of joiner guys coming to put in my new shelves, sort my electrics and do tiling and stuff...

Of course, I haven't got a list of things for them to do. Haven't bought the tiles and bits I was supposed to. Haven't organised the flat so they can come in and start immediately. I am a bad customer.

Today I am feeling tired (not enough sleep) and crowded (the bonfire on the embankment just keeps getting bigger).

I need some slow-release hugs to help me through today...