Working weekends

It's Sunday and I've had a working weekend. It seems that the kind of work I do always has 'occasional weekend or evening work required'. I get time in lieu for working on a weekend, but only hour for hour - no extra time for giving up time I could have spent with friends.

I think that's the biggest drag about working weekends - losing socialising time. Sure I get a day off sometime in the week - but no one else has that time off. Too often I end up spending my day at home doing house stuff. I'd rather go exploring but it's not that fun alone.
I wonder if I'll ever have a job where I don't have to work weekends...

Public transport? Call it snail.

For the second day in a row there's been problems & delays with trains. The most expensive public transport system in Europe (I expect) & yet it has so many issues.

It should only take me 35 minutes to get to work from my place.   Yesterday it took 50. Today's looking similar.  It's extremely frustrating.

I don't think I'd be as annoyed if it didn't cost so damn much. Lift your game, Transport for London.

That's life..

A great evening catching up with friends. A happy gingerbread man and a coffee. A stroll followed by tasty thai food. Another coffee to finish the evening & I foolishly forgot my umbrella. It's still at the little cafe, near the seat the dog piddled on. Dammit! Everything was going so well! I guess that's just life. It's only 'stuff' anyway. The conversation was worth more.