Thursday, 10 February 2011


It becomes apparent, at times, that I have chose a very draining job. It leeches it out of me. Sometimes, I get home, and its all I can do to stay awake. I'm not complaining, really am not, I love what I do. But sometimes it feels like I shoud be an octopuss, 8 arms doing stuff at the same time. I feel like I coast, at times, like a zombie, I am so tired. But its all good. Half term exists for a reason!!


Anonymous said...

Go steady, comrade - and remember to schedule in some down time over half term rather than rushing about like a blue-arsed fly! See you Saturday. Cx