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!