Term started this morning and I found myself feeling exhausted by mid afternoon. What exhausted me even more though was the thought of the horrendously busy day that I have in store tomorrow.
The plan for tomorrow:
7 a.m. wake up tired and wish I'd gone to bed earlier.
followed by bath/breakfast/hair/make-up/packing books etc.
9 a.m. (ish ) take a bus to uni.
9.30 a.m. pick up a form from office on second floor of arts building, fill it in and take it to another office in the basement.
10 a.m. Meeting about UEA Creative Writing Anthology.
11 a.m. Publishing class (2hrs).
1.30 a.m. Poetry tutorial.
2 p.m. grab coffee and maybe some lunch.
2.30 p.m. take books back to library and get some more books out, if there is time work on editing poetry on laptop.
4 p.m. head home.
5 p.m. Make sure Natty is fed so he can get to his band rehearsal.
6 p.m. think about going out to a poetry gig, wash up dishes.
7 p.m. collapse in exhausted heap with a glass of wine and feel guilty about not going to poetry gig.
7.30 p.m. Switch laptop on to do work. Look at emails and play around on Facebook.
9.30 p.m. wait anxiously for Natty to get back from band practice safely.
10 p.m. watch some rubbish telly.
12.30 a.m. go to bed too late again!