Is winter, officially winter.
I don't notice the time passing because I am so busy all of the time. There ARENT enough hours in the day, and that is the truth. Weeks are busy with work. I'm out of the house from 8.30 til 18,00, and in the evenings I have an assortment of part-time work, children going to Volleyball, hockey and Guides, and reiki practise. Weekends arrive and I have matches to watch, children to ferry and shopping and housework to do. Sunday night has arrived before I have even sat down.
I take so much pleasure now if I have 1 hour where I can sit and do NOTHING.