Is it worth it?
Is it really worth it??? A lovely carefree day out, away from all the responsibilities of being a "mummy" and the trials of family life. I am afraid I have to question it - let me explain. So on Saturday, I had a girl’s day out with my delightful friend Anna. For Christmas, Anna’s thoughtful husband had given her a day pass for 2, to a really beautiful and chic London spa. (Please note, Tim gave me a ‘Cat Whisperer’ book together with a “Wifey for Lifey” sweatshirt... I mean, WTF?) Very kindly, Anna invited me and I jumped at the chance. It was an absolute miracle that we had both managed to find a mutually-convenient day to attend, bearing in mind weekends are normally entirely devoted to the various sporting fixtures and social events of our ever-ungrateful offspring. Tim had insisted he could more than cope with the 2 football matches (one away, one home) scheduled for that day, together with cooking lunch for the kids. Even though Anna wasn’t due to pick me up