This morning was pretty **** - probably because I started off soooo tired. (H in for cuddles at some point...) S was up, but H slept in till 8am ish so that meant I slept in too, so then of course we were running late. Fortunately Mum meant me at school, so it helped a bit. However at one rather low point as Iooked at the washing-up I hadn't done, the clothes I hadn't hung out, and the life I wasn't living, I did that whole "speak reality" thing and decided that I was going to be happy and have a good day. It helped a little, enough that I will try it again. Being at work always helps anyway as it keeps me busy and there is so much to achieve.