I'm disoriented compass. I am the hamster wheel in his attempts to find the perfect rhythm
The day my boss is all the time on my back. I do not see the point of work if I can not even do a little personal ....
the evening, I leave the office at 18.00 (under the very eyes of my colleagues), I arrive home at 18.45, I played with Anthony, I give a bath to Antony, I give to eat at Anthony, a small trotro / Pingu / Barbapapa and hop in bed.
I finished eating, put everything I m'affale. It is 21.00 if all goes well.
A tour on your blogs, I leave less and less commentary. My brain refuses to restart ... I try
attempted ticket: Waterloo is plain dull: nothing has not the slightest spark.
is 21.30, my head begins to nod like a little old ... ..
I read under the duvet, I fall asleep after 30 lines
6.45 ... my little chubby clock starts
weekend, must do the shopping, laundry, storage, administration .. .
weekend, my Kulpabilizator integrated prompts me to preparing fresh purees for my son .... It's so much better than small pots bios ...
same weekend, I have my program discover the parks of Paris "
When I was not working, I found long time ....
When I work, I can not find time
Who can solve the equation?
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