where have all the hours gone

How about a Bridget Jones—style diary entry to explain the lack of posts this week? You know, the ones where she lists how many cigarettes she’s smoked, how many calories she’s consumed? I’ve banished the smoking and overeating demons (as befits a grown-up middle-aged lady) but this week I’ve been battling with the time demons. Here goes:

Number of hours sucked up by the day job: far too many

Number of Saturday mornings sucked up by the day job: 1

Number of weekday evenings sucked up by the day job1

Number of 7am starts: 5

Number of afternoons trying to help a totally bonkers (and totally ungrateful) colleague: 3

Number of hours spent reading brilliant works of literature to fuel the creative juices: 0

Number of hours spent brain-dead in front of the telly watching reruns of Mad Men on cable: about 15

Number of hours spent working on my latest oeuvre: 0

Number of competitions entered: 0

Number of responses from competitions entered: 0

Number of responses from agents to whom I’ve recently sent submissions: 0

Bars of chocolate consumed: only 1 (surprisingly. White chocolate Ritter Sport with hazlenuts)

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