No rest for the wicked!

Which would be fine if I had any time to be a naughty girl. Shee-yit!

I've got a bit of a scheduling problem at the moment. Mix up my crappy time management, with an infuriating - annoys me as well and Mr T :) - habit of starting new projects before finishing existing ones, and add a big slug of working with a colleague in the US who is 8 hours behind the UK. His working day is starting just when I'm thinking about winding up for the day. The result is a hot mess of not enough hours in the day and achieving sweet FA.

The allotment is crying out for love, attention and bloody good weeding, and the blog is suffering. I've got photos and blog posts mentally prepped so roll on Friday. With a bit of luck and a glass of good red wine I might just manage to kick those little posts out of the nest into the big wide blogosphere.

PS. It's nice to know I'm not alone.