Drag myself out of bed around 10 to get breakfast, which is from the local café. Watch 'Britains Best Baker' in bed and then put items in wardrobe, throw out items, re arrange the office, take Christmas decorations down (boo), reshuffle front room around, clean, sort book case, re arrange stuff in loft, put more things in loft, take bags of rubbish out...
I order books on shelves highest to lowest.
I do things like this because I get a sense of clarity in doing it. Just like I can't start editing until my desk is clean. Weird, I know.
We watch Gods Pocket. It's 'ok', saved only by the brilliance of the late Philip Seymour Hoffman throughout.