It’s week one of the Welsh invasion of Surrey and I’m already falling into the dangerous coach-potato pattern I swore I’d avoid.
I’m currently experiencing the curious phenomenon of becoming near-comatose as soon as weary feet reach the front door after a day in the office. Oh sure, I was bright and perky when I left work and had plans aplenty for the productive activities I’d get up to at home. Blogging, sewing, cake-making… there would be no stopping me!
But, curiously, what’s meant to be a brief respite with a cuppa on the sofa turns into hours of watching awful television and BAM! It’s midnight and I find myself cursing the time-stealing gremlins because how else were the hours snatched away?
I know, I shouldn’t be too hard on myself because it’s only been one week, but this really cannot continue.
On Friday afternoon, I returned home with a bank holiday weekend ahead of me and all manner of things to sort out. But somehow, I managed to turn a nap into a full-on sleepathon lasting right up into Saturday morning! When did I become so lazy?
As with most things, I took to Twitter to find out if I was the only one struggling to juggle work with the rest of my life. Of course, I certainly wasn’t:
@elenacresci stay up late and get up early.... sounds like exciting times lady! :D—
Amy Phipps (@MissAmyPhipps) August 22, 2012
@elenacresci this really resonates with me! I'd say don't put yourself under huge pressure. Enjoy it & eat cake for brain food :)—
Kate Dobinson (@KateDobinson) August 22, 2012
@elenacresci lots of coffee...seriously I do my blog reading on the commute, and planning/sketching. Then cut/sew in blocks.—
Sarah Pilling (@SewSquirrel) August 22, 2012
What about you? How do you find time for your hobbies with your full-time job?
Normal service will resume as soon as I find a remedy for the time-stealing gremlins…