It’s the question I hate most. One sentence to justify my entire existence.
Inevitably, my brain throws up a blank.
‘Nothing. I’ve done nothing’.
From the hours of 8 till 8, I must have done something. Quick, THINK.
Groceries, banking, faffing on computer, cleaning, phone-calls.
Nothing that will alter the course of world history. But not ‘nothing’ either.
Just because you don’t have a job title, doesn’t mean you don’t work.
Sounds like something to me.