work, work, work

Seems lately that's all there is around here is work. Hubby is working 6 and 7 days a week as they are so busy and other than boring old working for pay, there is boring old housework to be done as well. Soon my own work will be kicking into high gear as the busy winter season approaches and I will be working 6 days a week as well. And the sad thing is that with life's expenses slowly inching their way higher and higher, we certainly don't seem to be getting any enjoyment out of the extra wages. We haven't the time to enjoy anything with the amount of hours we work. Oh how I long for a quieter age, a slower age. When life was more simple. Soon it will be winter here and with that will come snow and cold temperatures. Then, sadly, I will be even more sequestered in my lonely basement office, not to go out until spring. I may as well hibernate. If that paid well, I would.

As any who may read this can tell, I am in rather dreary spirits today and am not fit for conversation. On that happy note I will bid thee farewell for today.