Carpe Momento. Like discovering a tenner in my winter coat, I can’t quite believe my luck today. Checking clock, calendar and the view out of the window, it is true. The next 45 minutes can be mine alone… if I move fast. Go now. Turn the list face down, ignore the voice in my head. Walk out on wet washing, dirty dishes and astonishment. Where are you going? Grab scarf, don’t look in the mirror – it only reflects the accusations. Slam the door on good girl indignation and flee. I’ve got nothing to lose but regrets and other people’s expectations.