For the first time in ages I actually managed to get out of bed at the right time. Normally I have every intention of leaping in the shower after the first beep of my alarm clock at 6.45, in reality the snooze button is reached for several times before I can peel back the duvet.
So this morning I; got up, had a shower, got dressed (after finding a shirt and tie with ease), had breakfast and packed my laptop all before 7.30. I was ready to hit the M6 with a kind of inner calm that is a rare treat for a weekday morning, but then I couldn't find my fucking shoes!
I'm not a girl, so I only have one pair of shoes that I can wear with a suit, I couldn't find them anywhere. I searched for ages and eventually found them in the bottom of Georgia's toy box! She must have put them in the toy box at some point yesterday evening and when I tidied all of her toys away when she was in bed I didn't notice.

Now I've got a headache and I'm pissed off.