I was trying very hard to be in bed by 10.30 to make this the earliest I have been to bed since Christmas.There is so much to do, so much to be done in this short space between morning and night, during the weekdays and over the weekend. So many possibilities. There are six and a half weeks until I finish work. The government seems to feel I should work until 68ish - but I am 56 and I'm stopping work at the end of next month. I'm leaving my job. Not really stopping work for I shall work every day until I die I am sure. But I choose to choose at what I work and the bus I am on is going in a strange direction so it is time to get off. Time for a change.
