Friday, 14 February 2003

Tired I'm tired. It's mid-afternoon Friday and I'm sitting at my desk in the office. Half the department has left for the day to go fishing. Truly. It's quiet and what work I have to do is uninspiring. I'm leaving in a little while anyway to catch the train, pick up the kids, go home. So, I have a perfect opportunity to spend some time planning my enterprise, the thing I call The Grand Plan. Or perhaps to download some software and play a little. But I'm too tired after a week of getting up at 6am and managing kids and a long commute and all the rest of it. I have no energy, no inspiration. So, I've bought a strong, half-size coffee and I'm sipping that and watching the clock tick by. And writing this. 3:53:30 PM    comment []