My diary’s back to back today.

I might get lunch at three.

I’ve got a project plan to write

And I really need to pee. 😬

…

If I want to get through everything

It’ll be a nine hour day.

It’s nice and quiet after six,

Once most folk are away. 😩

…

Then it’s home to keep on going,

As Mummy never rests.

If bloody clothes could wash themselves,

Then I’d be well impressed!