I carry a great load of guilt and not much is due to pleasure, I'll freely admit. I've always been a conscientious, good girl. I've always done the right thing. And, maybe, I don't even know how to do the wrong thing.
My time is always divided. There's always something that needs done. Someone who needs attention. Everything comes before writing. But I find satisfaction in playing with my kids and having clean clothes to wear too. Most of the time.
So, my guilty pleasure has to be sneaking away with my laptop when the hamper is full of dirty clothes... A guilty pleasure and a dirty secret all in one. So, what's yours?