This morning was great!
We were organized, everything worked like clockwork, we were even early to school!
I'm feeling quite proud of myself.
If only every morning could be like that...
I know what I need to do to get organised and it mostly involves getting sorted out the night before.
Usually, after the stress of getting the boys to school, working, picking the boys up, dinner, keeping the peace, and boys' bedtime, not to mention exercise, the housework, the garden, the cats, the cars and, most importantly, my marriage to look after, the prospect of doing an hours' worth of chores is not a good one.
But yesterday it dawned on me that an hour is, in fact, 3 x 20 minute chunks, which seemed extremely manageable.
And so it was!
Why didn't that occur to me before?
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