So much to do

I've wasted the evening away doing nothing. I've got so much to do I don't know where to start and once Master T was consigned to bed, I wasn't really up for much except pottering on the computer. Where shall I start, tidying, ironing, yet another load of washing, the kitchen floor, a couple of letters and e-mails.................I could go on at length.

I'm too weary. Spent all day at an interesting workshop. Why is it you always feel weary when you've been sitting down all day?

I should have done some sewing or knitting. Maybe I'll go to bed with my hot water bottle and book. Sweet dreams!