Time for bed

I know, I know - once again, it's 11pm and I'm still downstairs and not in my bed.  I don't think I've ever been more aware of the ridiculous cost of commuting. I get in past 7pm every night, sometimes a lot later, and then it's time to cook dinner (even if DD sometimes gives me a head start by preparing vegetables or something), eat dinner, then wash up, do some washing, maybe put the vacuum cleaner round, and before you know it it's time for bed. I know some people manage to fit a lot more into their day whilst holding down a full-time job, but I've no clue how they do that!  I remember when DD was little I didn't pick her up from the after school club till 7pm - how DID I manage?? 
Oh well, I was just reading up on a personal development course a colleague told me about. She went to this place 3 weeks ago and says it has changed her life!  I feel pretty much the same about my course, and it's nice to talk to like-minded people. I certainly feel that 2008 holds more possibilities than I ever thought possible, so watch this space...
I'm just waiting for the tumble dryer to finish, then I'm off to bed. I promise.

Comments

[christine laing]

Don't beat yourself up. Life's too short.
You've done a great job raising DD. She is a fine young woman. Sweet dreams darling. Bisous. Moi

[Nonnie]

I just discovered your blog via plump pudding and just had to leave a comment on this post as it I can totally understand how you feel about the commuting thing. I have just moved out to Oxfordshire to live with my boyfriend but am still working in central London until I find something nearer home and the commute is driving me crazy. You are not alone in feeling like you get nothing done with your evenings. Luckily my boyfriend cooks dinner but I'm not home until nearly eight so by the time we've eaten, washed up etc I feel there is little time left before bed. I don't think many people manage long commutes and much else so you shouldn't feel you're alone in letting the commute get to you.