And yet, somehow, today wasn't a bad day. I did even less than before, partly because I hadn't slept well at night, so I spent a large part of the day catnapping on the sofa. Hormones wiping me out, maybe. And I "achieved" a good score on the first day of a five day challenge in an online game. I knitted only two more squares, and read half a book.
Contact with people - face to face, only the Tesco delivery man (who knocked at the door without asking for codes - maybe someone let him in, or maybe he'd been before, he didn't seem familiar). Online a few conversations, enough to keep me ticking over. And a work problem I may be able to help with.