I find there's something indulgent about settling in for a good read. Most of the time reading for me is something done in short bursts. When I worked in central London it used to be this was while commuting to work, now that I have to drive to work though, reading on the commute tends to scare my passenger. Daily reading is now restricted to a couple of chapters before switching the light out at night, a good way to gradually slow the brain down and distract it from thinking about the day just gone or the one to come.

I finally got around to watching the inauguration ceremony tonight, my Sky box in a fit of right-wing ness refused to record it on Tuesday and I had to wait for it to turn up on iplayer.

The Telegraph's Top 50 songs to make you dance

This list is hideous. JUST HIDEOUS!

Over the last couple of decades I have become accostomed to the way my brain ~works. I am fundamentally very lazy and need a lot of motivation to move off my bed and away from my laptop. As you can tell by the fact that I am typing this, my motivation is currently failling. The threat of movers arriving at 9am tomorrow and laughing at the complete lack of packing is not enough to get me packing. The 38 item list I have is not working either. So I'm now going to resort to peer pressure.

There are incidents and events that happen in every person's life, you can't avoid them forever and sooner or later you'll run out of luck and have to deal with them as best you can. Friends and family who have been through the trauma before can offer advice, those that have thus far avoided it sympathise out loud while internally they are thanking deities that it's not them. But at the end of the day, you just have to soldier through it as best you can, doing what you need to do to survive.

I'm in the middle of one of these traumas at the moment, it's become the focus of my entire life and all other plans have to be formed around it only after considering every way in which they might effect the development and eventual resolution of this problem.

My name is Lorna and on Monday 5th November, my boiler failed.