After a week of indulgence over Christmas and a lazy December first having and then recovering from Covid, I am feeling particularly wrinkled and decrepit. I have decided that the only solution is to win the lottery, give up work and focus on me for the year. Due to having DC, this focus would only really be able to take place between 9 - 3, Mon - Fri, term time only. Still, it would be a lot better for me than being sat at a desk all day.
I think my fantasy world would involve me going straight from dropping off the DC to a very swish gym (not sure one exists near by but perhaps I can win so much that I build one) where I would do a fitness class like Zumba or HIIT followed by yoga or Pilates. I would also need to fit in some body pump or other weights sessions.
That would probably take me until about 11ish after which I think I would have a massage or reflexology or beauty treatment (I am so haggard, it would take months to get me looking good) and then a delicious, interesting and nutritious superfood salad thing would appear next to me ... perhaps on a terrace overlooking a lake or river or at least a field or park.
I'd still have an hour or so before pick up when perhaps I could catch up with friends or go home & watch a bit of TV.
Writing all of this down has made me realise that, as well as funding the gym membership & treatments, I am going to need a housekeeper or something as well as I don't seem to have allowed myself any time for the supermarket or errands.
I also don't seem to have time to walk my imaginary dog. Perhaps that could be done after school with the DC. Although given the tortured sounds they made every time we went on a walk during lockdown, perhaps not.