I got my mojo back yesterday with a heady mix of UK garage (thanks amazon for the incredible mix) and some event planning spreadsheets. The Streets and Daniel Beddingfield have a special place in my mixed up mind.

I just love a planning spreadsheet. Rows and columns of multicoloured joy. Fictitious deadlines and ambitious budgets. Pair this with tinny baselines and repetitive vocals. It perked me up, and it make me realise my strengths. No, not that I can filter out all manner of awful musical genres.

Organising things makes me happy! I’m weird alright.