Doing nothing new

Fridge defrosted,
Laundry done,
Too late now
To catch the Sun,
Too early for bed,
Too full to eat,
Too wired to rest
And the hair’s quite neat… (cough)

Seems like I have nothing to do
So I’ll just sit and be…
And that’s nothing new.

I’ve reached one of those moments where everything that needed doing is done, and there is nothing else that needs to be done.

Ahhh…