Just read this advice on one of the gargantuan amount of design blogs I follow:  'turning books around so that their spines face away from you visually de-clutters a bookcase and aids more restful sleep'.  Then we wonder why people want to kill us.

So I've been pretty housebound with a rotator cuff impingement, yeah, don't ask.  Downside, I haven't been able to stop eating, seriously and trust me, nothing healthy is passing my lips.  I'm pretty sure I would have trouble recognising anything that grows on a tree or in the earth right now.  I feel so, I dunno, bleuuuuurgh.  Insane amount of DIY going on at the moment, plus doing what I do best, moving 'stuff' around.  I swear I should never commit to doing anything 'built in' interior wise cos I get seriously pissed off when I can't then move it.  So, the main mirror in the bedroom has been moved and I decided to buy a small face sized mirror for my chest of drawers so I don't have to pole vault over my bed in order to put make-up on and when I glanced in it today, I thought, I like my face and what's more, it's quite delicate, well sometimes it is.  Then.  There are the larger mirrors.  Then.  I catch sight of my naked body and I think......well, I don't recoil in horror but delicate is not what I think and how is it possible that my body does not match my face.  So the question I find myself asking, is do I throw away all the mirrors apart from the one that provides me with the image that pleases me and live in complete blissfull ignorance and also, if I can't see an image of my body, will I stop fixating on food and body image........finally lose weight and finally sort myself out?  A lot of questions.