I am never quite sure where time goes. A typical day when I’m not working is 9.00 – 9.30 am see mum to make sure everything ok. Another visit mid morning, after lunch, then mid afternoon spend half to an hour making a drink chatting etc, back again anywhere between 16.00 -16.30, 18.00 and the last visit at 20.00.
Today hubby on a late shift so not much done other than visits to mum, putting out rubbish and anything else that may be needed. When hubby on shift he tends to constantly ask me what I’m doing or decides he wants the PC when I want it, goodness only knows how I got through University.
My recently moved in daughter is doing well and quite upbeat, actually persuaded her to draw up an action plan to re-start her art work, even though I say so myself she is an amazing artist. When I figure out how to load some of her work I will!! Watch this space.
It doesn’t sound like a lot in a day but that’s in brief and the day is fast approaching evening and with the darker nights creeping in my body thinks it’s got to go into hibernation mode. Is there any time for relaxation? Relaxation? not quite sure how to anymore.