Going to bed (as a mom)
It's 22:16 when I look at the time. The kids have flu and have been sleeping since 19:05. My husband went to bed half an hour ago saying that he'll wake up with them in the middle of the night if it's needed. I thank the Universe for him. I have done enough work for one evening and decide to switch on some leisure time, which means I'm going to find an interesting lecture, a presentation or whatever I tumble across on YouTube that is easy-listening and will sit in the bed listening to it. The computer batter is running low, but it still has some 30% left. I make a quick list in my head of the things I still need to do before going upstairs with the laptop. I want to drink a glass of water. I need to visit the toilet. Brush. I look at the coffee table before getting up and decide to bring the empty cups and plates to the kitchen on my way for my glass of water. On my way I notice my daughter's half eaten dinner still on the dinner table. I bring the dishes