I haven’t really gone insane, although I suspect insanity is imminent.
I am, however, running away for a few days.
Having secured, thanks to some wonderful friends and colleagues, a fabulous husband and children whom have driven me to the brink, accommodation and negotiated a few dates that throw the least amount of chaos into the works.
Real Mums, of course, will still be operation, things will just be a little quiet around here for the next week.
Only a week.
Less than a week, really.
I’m turning off, tuning out, putting up the “do not disturb” sign,
