I start the day with a list, like most people do.
Do this, do that- I’m fooling myself, it’s true.
I end up with 2 status updates about cooking the week’s food.
Where does the time fly, I lay in bed and ask?
Did I put the rubbish out, I wonder in the dark?
There’s no way I can keep up, this mammoth of a task-
Raising 3 boys and a husband without some redbull (and maybe vodka), in my flask!
Out of Breath