the action always ends up being a little higher than I thought it would be

OK. Not up early today, then.
Waiting to mop up the last of the Wally corrections, which involves a fair amount of sitting around and some watching the end of Planet of the Spiders, which continues to be a bit of a slander on Tibetan Buddhism, and slightly on spiders (though who cares about spiders being slandered?)
Knock on the door, and some odd information.
In the afternoon get a call from the chap who’s fitting my acoustic with a pick-up that it’s ready. Having got the all-clear from Walker, I nip down there on the train to pick it up and bring it home. After dinner I test it. It sounds fine. Action perhaps a little higher than I thought it would be, but then I’m used to that. It’s a fairly consistent thing in my life that the action always ends up being a little higher than I thought it would be.
Restring the guitar while I’m watching some season two of the newer Doctor Who (Girl in the Fireplace and the Cyberman ones) which I like more than I thought I would.