And relax.....

Monday morning rush. Time announcements every ten minutes to one of my children accompanied by pleas of, 'hurry up!' Feed the dog. Iron two uniforms. Run through lessons in my head while eating a bowl of cereal. Feel dishevelled. Snow. Rush hour drive to school. Every light against me.

Teach eight lessons. Second lesson a four year old boy tells me I look lovely today! Given a cover period - maths! Rush hour.

Make it to the hairdressers. Relax. Breathe. Pampered. Hot chocolate. Feel lovelier now.