Food!

I had beans on toast. Two slices of toast and a whole tin of beans. I think that constitutes a meal - it's certainly the closest I've come to a meal this week, anyway. I'm eating again. Yay!

Washing

I've done the washing. All of it. And most of it's dry. We'll forego the question of ironing. I don't do ironing. Not unless I really, really have to.

I've changed the bedclothes, too. This leads me to the following conclusion: I need longer arms.