Time on my hands
Published 28/11/2012 | 05:00
• I'm thinking of joining Facebook. A friend told me I could share my pictures with my friends and I would also have a bit of time to myself.
I like sharing photos. Photos relax people. Whenever I take out the family album to show it to my friends they immediately begin to yawn. Only last week a friend I hadn't seen for ages fell asleep looking at it.
As for having time to myself, I could certainly do with that. At the moment I don't have a minute. Monday it's coffee with friends. Tuesday it's polka dancing. Wednesday it's wading through the charity shops. Thursday and Friday I have to watch my husband cooking dinner for the family. Friday and Saturday I read books and at the same time have to look at all the housework I'll have to do in six months' time.
I don't blame anyone for this only myself. I was always a slave to the family.