As I have said before, I suffer from CHAOS (Can’t Have Anyone Over Syndrome) big time. As I write this I am sitting in a room with the contents of my handbag scattered over the floor because I emptied it to find my purse for the poppy seller who came to the door and then I didn’t pick everything up after I’d bought the poppy. The kitchen looks as though a bomb has hit it and the hallway is full of the Christmas presents I was wrapping on Friday. (I couldn’t resist a bit of bragging about having got something done ready for Christmas.)
But Jack is coming tomorrow. As I have also said before Jack is brilliant. He’s hardworking, focussed and hard to distract but there is one major problem with him – he makes me feel guilty. He doesn’t mean to but when I see how much he achieves in a day I feel totally pathetic. So this evening I shall be busy tidying, wiping, dusting, vacuuming, ironing and all the thousand and one other things I have been neglecting.
Where did that extra hour go?