I think it may be the first time in my life where I was thrown straight into a routine and had no time to think.
I understand what it's like to be a Dilbert in a cubicle.
For I have joined the mindless workforce known as 'office workers' and is now an OL (although whether I qualify or not - leaving the house with only eyeliner and sometimes no makeup at all and zero heels) and the days are inundated by emails and filled with administrative work (no filing though, unless moving emails from my inbox to folders count)...and I only have maybe 2-3 minutes at a time to look at Facebook during lunchtime and by the time I go home all I want is dinner and then to fall asleep watching telly.
Rinse and repeat.
Weekends are filled with 'exploring the city', going to the supermarket, cooking, cleaning up (must do laundry this weekend!) and suddenly, it's Monday again.
Ahhh the life of a drone!
First time in weeks I have a few minutes and a few thoughts to spare.
Until next time then!
...And then there is one lone traveller searching for the meaning of faith, hope, trust, friendship, love, joy and life. Will these fragments ever piece together?
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
DIY man
The Boy: I'm really proud of the chest of drawers from Argos I DIY-ed! Despite the bag of missing screws! Can I be a stay-at-home bf and do this all day every day?
Me: NO.
Me: NO.
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