It is Friday night, and I am lying in bed doing reports!  How sad is this!  J is playing with his new iMac, we’re ditching the bro-in-law’s get-together because it’s too far and J has other commitments… and, of course, I am Miss “It’s 3 weeks until it’s due I must start working on it now otherwise I won’t sleep!”  I have improved somewhat since uni (maybe some would disagree about it being an improvement…), but I do still get a bit frantic about this sort of thing.  I fret if it’s hanging over my head for a long time.  I might ignore it, but I am not one of those people who can enjoy ignoring it.