Yes, I've broken up for the summer.
Trouble is, I'm still at that "rush round like a mad thing doing something every minute of the day" stage.
It takes a while to come down from "school pace" to "holiday pace". Mind you, it does mean that I've done all the washing, cleaned both cars inside and out and done major tidy ups!
Yesterday I also took daughter for a haircut. She went for a total restyle and has now lost the strawberry blonde rats tails in favour of a very sleek strawberry blonde bob. She is now walking around the house going, "I look beautiful!". No self-esteem issues there, then.
Today I went to the hairdressers and had two inches cut off as well as my highlights. It was three hours enforced sitting which I thought would help me to calm down, but I left there like a greyhound out of a trap and ran round to the party shop to order balloons for husband's birthday, came home, made lunch and then made a dozen jammy dodger biscuits!
Husband has now gone to watch the 20-20 cricket at Old Trafford so I'm hoping that a night in with a glass of rose and "Desperate Housewives" will help me to unwind.
Otherwise, I think they should just wire me up to the National Grid; I'm sure I could power a small village.