Thursday; take it easy?

Trying to slow down my approach to Wetherby, or anything, is difficult: I am always hyper tense. But I've done many things this morning before I bathe, clothe and depart for the 8am X99 to a morning of dogs, an afternoon of cleaning number 42, a late afternoon of dogs and a quiet night at 42; better go turn off the tap?

I'd never been one to check the time, at all, but now I tend to plan things around the divisions of the day; a logical step towards sanity? The wash is 15 minutes away from completion and I'd like to be out of the flat around 7:15 prior to the walk down Albion Street to Boar Lane to pick up the bus as it begins its journey north east to Wetherby.