Decided to finally clear off my desk tonight before more boxes show up, and the first thing that came out from under everything was the portfolio binder I’ve been avoiding for 13 days.
Inside: three versions of the same chart, a notebook with ‘v2’ crossed out and ‘v3 — fix this’ scrawled over it, and a pile of loose drafts that never made it past the printer tray stage.
One of the cats had already claimed the keyboard as a heating pad, so the laptop stayed shut and I just sat there sorting pens by whether the ballpoint still worked. Half didn’t.
Didn’t touch the actual update. Boxed the binder, left the loose pages out on top of the stack so I’d at least see them tomorrow instead of forgetting they exist again.