Teaching is done for the year
Big conference is over
Got the day off tomorrow
Boys are in bed
House is clean & laundry is done
Now if I can just stop that niggling voice in my head telling me that I didn't pick up all the dog poo in the garden than I might actually relax.
No. Hang on a minute. No. The moment's gone. I can see a few leaves on the front door mat that need picking up. Knew it was too good to be true!
WHY oh why can't we ladies ever relax??????
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