When is your time really your own?

In a level of irritation and frustration that has no where to go but, well here. That is what I want to know. When is your time really YOUR time?  I get up, wake up to do something and BAM!!! “ohh Since you are up can you……”

It’s not like I have time to explain because once again what I want or wish to do with MY time is pushed aside as others take it. I need to go back to my toddler days when “NO” was an easy word to say.

That is all…….


I’m back…. again …. I think.

Trying once again with this blog thing. A riddle to get me going.

What is greater than God,
more evil than the devil,
the poor have it,
the rich need it,
and if you eat it, you’ll die?

The Answer is what I hope NOT to have on this blog!