Doorstepping The Nursery

Mrs J is away on business for a few days, and with me teaching every day, I've basically become one of those working single parents I keep reading about. At least temporarily.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, this has turned out to be quite hard going. The picture shows us doorstepping G's nursery yesterday morning, waiting for it to open at 7:30am. I wasn't able to get back to pick her up until ten hours later, a much longer nursery stint than normal for G. She couldn't possibly have known it, but by the way she was looking at me, I could tell that she understood something fishy was going on.

Later on, after getting in, doing tea, giving G her bath and then putting her to bed, I didn't have much time or energy for anything else. It makes me wonder quite how single parents who work full-time manage to get everything done. I can handle it for a week, but I don't think I'd fancy it for too much longer.

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