I aspire to be a children's writer.
Yesterday after work I had a completely unproductive evening. In all fairness I was knackered, the last few weeks I haven’t really stopped but if you asked me what I had been doing exactly, it wouldn’t sound much.
I just got home, had food, and then began to snooze through Hollyoaks. About an hour later I thought I’d wake myself up and start Downtown Abbey. Usually when I watch tv I’m on my laptop doing work or organising things for one of two weddings/ hen do’s but last night I didn’t. I actually wanted to get into bed at 9pm.
And this morning I felt completely guilty. So I made a list of things to do this evening. Was writing on tumblr on that list?
You’ll never know… it might have been…it might not have been…
But so far I have only ticked off two things..