“A healthy grown up busy busy bee”
Deadlines, deadlines. Etymology aside it’s a simple little word that holds an awesome power. Well it must do, I mean I’ve just stopped working at 1.30am. NOT GOOD!
Tomorrow, more manic work – in fact this trend will continue until the end of March – and a trip to the dentist that I’d forgotten about until Sadie, the receptionist, phoned earlier this evening to remind me.
And then there is the depressing sight (site?) that are my to do lists.
Bugger this. I’m off to bed.
