Time?

Where does the time go? Most days I work 10:30am to 7pm. It's long day and I miss most of it. Take today for example. It was hot and sunny and here I was being a slave to McDonald's. All I can think of is Rudy being in his kennel since we were both working. By the time I get home it's almost 7:30 pm, we have dinner, clean up and I take a nice hot bath to relieve the days pain and sometimes if I'm up to it I'll go for a walk with Dave and Rudy, then it's bed time and the entire day starts all over. Is this what life is really about? If so,IT SUCKS!!! Well I'm off to bed.
Tam