Where did the evening go?

I have lost a great deal of time this evening and little has been achieved. I am neither tired from exercise, although exercise I did, nor am I suitably relaxed, and I have tried to relax. I have cooked too much food and am struggling to eat it all. I have put my cardigan on and taken it off repeated times. Still, I am either too hot or too cold. My socks, let me tell you about my socks. I looked for my thick thermal socks but couldn't find them. I slipped on a random pairing from the shelf, beige in color, not worn in a long time; the socks that time forgot. And for good reason too: the ratio of man-made fibres to cotton was too high, causing excess heat and discomfort. I replaced this pair with another beige set. Fortunately, these were made up of more appropriate ingredients, with a higher cotton portion. Alas, just as the comfort began to filter up - comfort starts from the feet up, as the old adage runs - I stepped in a puddle in the kitchen. This is my evening. I hope yours is going well.