Up at the crack of dawn, get the kids ready for school, remind the husband for the umpteenth time of the honey-do list he has conveniently forgotten about for weeks now. Traffic - when will people learn to drive? I skid into work, annoying office stalker looking at her watch. Emails – oh, look the boss wants me to redo work I have already completed because he didn’t bother to do his job and provide me with all the information I needed. Lunch - day dreaming with the girls about spending a day at the spa and promising each other that one of these days we were going to do it, because we deserved it. Sound familiar? I finally got to have my day and was it all that I had dreamt it would be? Y