K has therapy at the moment so I can neither talk to him nor do anything that requires going downstairs. That means no bike ride or cleaning. I’m a bit bored but don’t want to get into writing when I know I’ll want to do something else in 45 minutes. A bit anxious about whatever was trying to be delivered downstairs because rent was taken from the account but I can’t guarantee it went to the right people. Should eat but don’t really want to when K will probably want food when he’s done with therapy. Can’t update journals because I don’t currently have access to any social media to see what all was going on at the time. Already ordered groceries. Could do some basic hygiene, but that’ll take maybe ten minutes and then I’m pretty well done. Basically just don’t quite know what to do with myself.