Ever since we re-painted our bedroom, I have been meaning to get new curtains to complement the new mocha colour. I spent hours and hours finding a tweed with the same brown running through it. And then, of course, I lost the sample.
Meanwhile the people in the house behind us invested in some crazy super bright light for their garage. For a while it was motion-sensored, so that every random fox and night prowling cat set off a glaring light. Then they decided to just leave it on all the time. (Nice.)
For once my procrastination has helped us out. Enter black-out curtains.
Now, instead of my usual lying in bed and thinking of all the things I should have done that day, I admire the new curtains for a few minutes before giving in to the darkness.
So now, enter sleep.