My Life on a Plate

Penny Weekend

Stayed up too late, overslept this morning, running behind...becoming a way of life. When I was teaching, I'd have done half a day's work by now and be rushing home for lunch and to take my beloved Fanklyn for a walk. What happened to that person?

I DO miss my dog, I DON'T miss teaching but when every day is a day off work it's hard to look forward to holidays! I know the workers will scoff at that, but we all need some structure in life and it's more difficult to discipline yourself when there are no real deadlines to meet. I know it's a blessing really, but lethargy and lack of purpose are hard to throw off sometimes.

Must get my act together though. Even on Good Friday the bog still has to be cleaned! My sister arrives this afternoon for another of those surreal weekends that will be just a blur after I've blinked several times. Have a peaceful Easter fellow writers.