I seem to have the same trouble every day during the work week. I get to work, and unless I'm tired (which is often, I'll admit), I tend to get really energized about what I need to do at home, blog ideas, pictures I want to take, shopping excursions, etc. etc. Yet I sit at work all day with nothing to do, bored out of my skull, restless, trapped. Then I get home and the time just melts away. I mean well and I try to get some things done, but time always manages to fly before I can do anything meaningful besides blogging and feeding the animals. The next thing I know, it's 10:30 and I have only done a load of laundry. Where does the time go?
Well, I think I feel the urge to just lay on the couch and read some fashion magazines. See what I mean?! Nothing gets done around our house from Monday to Friday.