The Sweet Spot.

I had just finished the school run. 

It was a sweltering hot afternoon. As we drove back home, (just a super short five-minute drive, for the luxury of which I had to arrive an hour before the school bell just so I could find a spot to park near the school, so I could justify driving to school in the first place), I couldn’t hear myself think as the AC in the car bellowed loudly at me. The sweat moustache was annoyingly adamant today. 

As we pulled into the driveway, I had only one goal. To dash back inside as quickly as I could, tear off the ‘presentable mum clothing’ that I had on, slip into a singlet dress and hold my face as close to the blasting fan as I could! The picture of a dog’s head out of the window of a moving car, tongue out, cheek rippling in the wind, strangely came to mind as I closed my eyes. 

Anyway, sweat moustache eliminated, I felt like a good, strong cuppa. The spot between my eyebrows was threatening to pulsate harder and I dared not let it win! As I quickly set up the kids with a snack and fixed a good dose of caffeine for myself, I plonked onto my favourite spot on the couch. A quick (unintentional) glance around – there was clutter everywhere. It only took a couple of seconds for my brain to register an empty sandwich bag, a hairband, the plastic packaging from a 30cm ruler I’d bought as part of the school stationery list, and other random stuff, all strewn across the coffee table and all the cushions knocked off the couch and on the rug. Meh! 

As the Vornado (heavy duty fan purchased from Costco) blasted cool air towards me, coffee mug in one hand and a chocolate bikkie in the other, all that mattered was the sweet taste of coffee, dark chocolate and the cool breeze! I closed my eyes and savoured it all – it was my moment! This mumma had hit the sweet spot, everything else could wait!