Milk break!

Emptied bins
Emptied dishwasher
Hung out another load of washing, brought two in
Moved guinea-pigs
time for milk!

It's occurred to me that, while these things are all useful, they aren't particularly helping towards the party. I have mountains of crap to move to unearth the surfaces and table in the kitchen and several things to cook, as well as clearing the porch completely and sweeping and mopping all the floors. Which I may be able to do in the morning (the floors, not all of it, I'm not superwoman - sadly), or not, depending on whether Phil is planning to weed all the flowerbeds, mow the lawn again, go running, get a haircut, lay a patio...these are all things he has decided to do an hour before guests are due in the past, which is the reason I'm so annoyed with myself for being disorganised this week. He says he likes the adrenalin rush - I don't.