Big Red Sofa

I am perched in the sunroom on our new red couch. I am in love. The cool breeze on my arm is saving me from dozing off. It is my retreat. The place where I have been hiding myself away. Sometimes to re focus, sometimes to just breathe. Alone, uninterrupted. I have been juggling this week and it has left me feeling like a circus clown. Still happy if a little chaotic. It is 2.47pm on the last day before the ‘weekend’. The days surrounded by the children are catapulting towards me at break neck speed and there is still so much to be done. This week I have discovered the joy of baking goods with coconut flour and Miss Seven now requires these muffins every day. My other less inviting discovery is that my Resume is like a dinosaur and that my filing system for professional development certificates is haphazard to say the least. But strangely its all ok when i am on my red couch.