another day, another day

Boy am i glad the weekend is over and can get back to work. Never thought i would say that. Being at work keeps me going at the moment. it when i get home that the quietness seeps into my mind having too much time to think and wonder. i find that my attention span has greatly reduced since being on my own. I find i cant concentrate on TV or read a book for any great lenth of time. Went to the doctors at the weekend for somthing to help me sleep but am too affraid to take them. (never been good taking pills) i think it has somthing to do with admitting that i am not coping. Not looking forward to the forthcomming long weekend with luck the weather will be fine and i will be able to lose myself in time in the garden its time to get somthing growing and have somthing to look after.