But I knew that, if I was to fully return to functional human-ing, I urgently needed to sift through my priorities. What time-consuming activities could I let go of? Housework was a no-brainer but eating probably had to stay. Top of the list of useless things to do – or so it seemed in my time-deprived mania – was haircare. What was the point of hair? You had to wash it, brush it and have it trimmed. Plus, I had grey roots so I also imagined I had to dye it.