Very tired. Up at 5. Shower. Packed Lunch. Hour’s work. Pancakes. Reading to child. Times tables testing. Spelling testing. School run. Nursery run. Magazine with pretty pictures. Bus to Cheltenham. Two Meetings. Two (Three?) birthday presents purchased. Magazine and lunch. Fun window shopping. Bus to Stroud. Nursery Run. Pit stop …
We interrupt your regular schedule of, well, not very much, to say… As of 5 October this blog’s name will mean what it was set up to mean. In other words, after a six-month foray into the world of offices and bus commutes, I shall be returning to freelance life …
I’m not going to change the blog title, because that would feel a bit weird, and also lots of people never actually recognised that the WAHM stood for Work-At-Home Mum. But… I no longer work from home and, a couple of months ago, I started working in-house after over 13 …
