Yesterday was the oddest day yet. I had a lovely and productive day for the most part, just getting things done but I got to a point where I just really wanted to know what time it was. I wanted to know when my partner was going to be home from work, I wanted to know how long it was 'til we were meeting our friends, I wanted to know how much time I had before I had to stop work, down my tools and get ready to go out. (I should add it doesn't take long to get ready, I just didn't want to go out in my scuzzy work jeans).
It was very peculiar - I have been fine all week up until that point yesterday when it was like having a craving for time! A clock urge!