As good as a rest.

For most of my working life I have had a long commute to work. For a while I worked so far away I literally lived on the job. I spent 18 months of my life living in a caravan at the site of a new road. I lived in a hotel in Maidenhead for 14 months which was so much worse than the caravan.

Today came as a welcome relief to my commute. Although I still had to drive to the office, the school holidays and the general reduction in traffic volume on Friday’s meant that I didn’t have to use the motorways.

My drive was a pleasure this morning as opposed to the chore it usually is, even though I travel in three counties on my way to work. The commute was also all the better for knowing that I am on holiday next week. It’s only a week in Spain, but our apartment has a baby sitting service, so some quality time with Wifey is anticipated. Some good food, good wine and good conversation.

Work is as it always is recently, a chore that must be performed to pay the bills, but still, today it seems somewhat more bearable.

About Me

Well, taking up reading blogs over a year ago I thought it was about time I opened a blogger account myself.

I have no idea what I am going to write about here.
Do I write about my career (I've no idea how I managed to get where I am toady)
Do I write about my home life (If only you knew how funny my wife and I are together)
Do I write about my family (Baby TC is 13 weeks old)
Do I write about my education (How did I survive as an engineer at a Jock uni)
Do I write about me Friends (I love you all but most are mad as March Hares - that's why we get on I suppose)
Do I tell you how I got AFC 30K (I did reveal this to Mr Angry once)
Do I tell you about why I've got the time to sit here at work and blog?

I may reveal all of these things over time, but not just yet.