8:45

Today we'll be finding out by text at 8:45 whether or not my boy needs to be in school. His sister definitely isn't, and has plans to go swimming and hang out with her friends - it's a beautiful day for it :D
But her brother is younger and needs a plan B if his teacher is striking. It feels funny, waiting on a text to discover how our day will be - dashing here and there and back again, or just dashing there ;)

Last night I had an image of myself as a fly that's been got at with a fly swatter. Do people even have fly swatters or are they just the stuff of cartoons? Anyway, I realise I currently feel more like a limp than a fly, and it's fine that I'm taking a bit of time to tend my dented wings before I soar again.

The sky does look inviting today tho :D

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Plan A is go go go! I'm in some ways disappointed, I'm supportive of people's right to strike - I'm not as disappointed as my boy who is gutted that his sis has the day off whilst he doesn't. The good news is there's less distance I have to dash now :)