Do you have days when you think the list of things you have to do just gets bigger and bigger no matter how much you do? I don't remember having this problem when I was younger, if anything I had a fair amount of time to be bored. I drew and read and listened to music and went out with friends and did lots of fun stuff but there were always hours where you could just sit and do nothing. Bored. Sundays in particular were boring. I never liked Sundays much, apart from knowing that Monday was coming next and I could get back to doing things.
How I long for those Sundays now. To have a real lie in (as opposed to getting up at 6.30 instead of 5.30) to read the papers, have brunch instead of breakfast, go for slow relaxing walks and come back ready for a mighty roast dinner. Then curl up on the sofa in front of a movie or with a good book whilst someone else washes up. Bliss.
But in the meantime I shall keep ticking off my perpetually growing list and hope some day soon I reach the bottom of it. Hopefully my family will still know what I look like!
Oh by the way do you like my painting? It's one of a selection of children's paintings that will hopefully make an appearance at the craft fair along with the new books I am sewing, new prints and cards. If you happen to pop along I'll be the one asleep in the corner :D