The story of the day:

Woke up.
Had some breakfast.
Worked on the floor.
Worked on it some more.
Made some silly jokes.
Had some silly in-phrases for the work in question.
Made lots of saw-dust.
Used the "not giving a shit" system and it worked.
Did some excellent work.
Had some issues with hanging a door.
Got some lunch in a Polish deli.
Did more work.
Used saw, stanley knife, jigsaw and circular saw.
Gave up on masks and other protective gear.
Did more "not giving a shit".
Lied about how much time I had remaining so that I could present an extra hour's effort as a present.
Did the extra hour and then headed back down south.

Then I decided it would be fun to go to work and work more on the things which were on my mind regarding the code. This proved to be a curious strategy. I arrived at the office at 2.14am and did about 4 hours. I threw away about 3 hours of the work when it was apparent that I was writing some excellent code, but it was fundamentally flawed and it would be foolish to invest another 6 hours to get forwards from that particular point. It's a hard and numbing decision to make.

I went home around 6.30 to get a shower and chill out before continuing the work. Doing an all-nighter, eh? Why!? Because I could, I think.