I shot out of work at quarter to 7 tonight. One of the team was kind enough to lock up for me to help me get away.
A lucky drive home with traffic and green lights meant I rolled in the door as the pyjamas had just been put on.
Getting CJ to bed when he’s hyped up that I’ve just gotten home is always a bit of an ask, but it’s always worth it.
A couple of stories and a cuddle before I fire up the laptop to finish my days work makes everything OK again. It’s 15 minutes which gives my day a token of balance.