bloody work

hello journal,  well it had to happen didnt it....back to work tomorrow. Just when you get used to doing things around the house and getting into a nice pleasant routine it all goes tits up again......its getting so bad that i even said to mick about having a baby....talk about having one for the wrong reasons. I think that i have always sort of been a homebody, when iwas wee i thought about having a family and taking care of them, i never considered myself a career woman and the thought of work having to come first is a nightmare. I have worked constantly, luckily, since i was 17 and have always paid into my national insurance and taxes but sometimes i just want to jack it all in. Im sure thats something we all wish that we could do but unfortunatley the reality is that everyone has to work these days and on a full-time basis. My mum didnt work when we were wee but we had to do without a lot of things because of that and its only when you get older that you appriciate all the sacrifices that were made so that we could have a life.  So as usual i will get my gigantic arse out the door tomorrow and head off to work and just be thankful that i have a job.I know.....im a depressing bugger...lolttfn  xx