Ooh I had a busy day today – a dentist’s appointment in Notso Bigtown, work to do in the morning, plus I wanted to plant out the next lot of lettuces and … er, well that’s it really. Make lunch. Do a little laundry. Get out on the bike. Catch up on some paperwork. Get to the post office. Um… I don’t know, it seemed frantic at the time.
There was a time, not so very long ago, that I was managing to hold down a full time, fairly responsible, job, commute two plus hours a day and then blog about it, AND write a novel. I’m not entirely sure whether if I met that person again, I would even recognise her. I certainly wouldn’t be able to keep up. Where did I ever find the time?
I know the feeling having gone from working almost full-time to being semi-retired over the past years. xx
I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN!
I had that when I was redundant. I’m kind of hoping that with my move I’m going to get back into that situation
hehe – but do you ever go back to normal (or abnormal) once things get busy again? Or is that it, I’m ruined as an actual employee?