If only...

Slow start. Mood improved by a doorstep hug and exercise endorphins. Dampened by J's terrible wait for news on Thursday. Lifted by applying myself to the task in hand. Lifted again by the loveliness of my kids and my new book group and dashing in to the pub to plant a smacker on my partner's cheek as I dashed home.

(we don't live in the same place - otherwise that doesn't make sense).