Sunday Funday

Band this morning. Sorted some washing and food prep for work next week. Couple of hours getting organised for the working week - I’ve quickly realised that organisation, planning and time management are going to be key in the new role, so spending a bit of time on a Sunday means I can go to bed with my head straight and a clear plan of attack for the working week. Monday’s can be tough as it is, without “starting behind the 8 ball”. Work 5-8 (final shift) and look forward to seeing Mr and Mrs H and the Sunday night crowd for a couple of drinks before home to bed. Today is the first time for a couple of years I’ve felt like I’m getting back to my old self. Sometimes you lose your way and you haven’t even realised.