Friday, thank GOD. Another week lurching from meeting to meeting by day, ironing board to dishwasher by evening, lunchbox to piano practice at 7.30 am... Saturday. (Actually, I'm half lying about the ironing board. I did iron a couple of things this week, but I shan't do it again for about 6 months. Twice a year is my absolute maximum on ironing)
And tomorrow - bliss-out (kind of) - a whole adult day to go out with friends while marvellous Austrian friend round the corner keeps darling Son all day AND for sleepover. This is such a rare treat, but even now the helter-skelter of things to get organised just to make it possible make me slightly anxious that when we actually get to the theatre tomorrow, I shall fall asleep the minute the lights go down. Not good behaviour on a date...
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