13/02/2026
Friday - My “day off”…
Currently sitting in the car at 8:35am in a rare moment of peace, wondering how on earth it’s still so early when I’m fairly sure I’ve already lived three separate lives today.
This morning’s relaxing schedule included:
– Ironing a week’s worth of washing
– Yesterday’s school sports kit in the machine (again)
– Dog walked
– Fire cleaned out and restocked like I’m running a small woodland retreat
– Cooked my eldest his second breakfast because he’s “bulking” (and apparently questioning the quality of my scrambled eggs is part of his gains)
– Stripped beds
– Shouted up and down the stairs about school bags, books, devices…
(While they calmly ignored me with earbuds in, listening to literally anything more interesting than me)
– Hoovered
– Ushered kids into the car by 8am sharp because the traffic magically triples at 8:02…
“What’s the rush, Mum?”
Oh, I don’t know… maybe the 47 things I’ve already achieved before they’ve even blinked?
Dropped the kids off, then completed the final challenge of the morning:
🏎️ The pothole slalom — weaving my way to Pilates like it’s the Monaco Grand Prix while driving past several irate drivers who’d clearly hit the ones I managed to dodge.
And now here I am — parked outside my Pilates class with 25 glorious minutes to myself before it starts.
My one sacred commitment this year.
Week 3.
Still enjoying it.
Still walking like I’m four decades older for four days afterwards.
A fair trade, really.
So I’m claiming this moment.
In the car.
In the quiet.
Feeling like I’ve already hit my step count for the next three days…
…while also knowing there’s a frying pan at home with scrambled egg welded to it like industrial cement. 🥲
And here’s the ironic bit:
As a wellbeing practitioner, I spend my life reminding people to slow down, make space for themselves, and take things easy.
Meanwhile, my “day off” is basically an Olympic pentathlon with laundry.
But right now, in this little peaceful bubble of car-time…
I’m taking my own advice.
Breathing.
Laughing.
And absolutely refusing to think about that frying pan. 😅💚
