Why do we have to do a) b) and c) before we can have a break? Why do women have an internal reward system?!
SORRY. I just need to load the dishwasher, then I’ll be with you. Oh and I best tidy up the little lady’s toys too, before I get to it. Still there? I’m coming honest, just one minute! I just need to quickly run upstairs, hoover up, stick a load of washing in blah, blah, blah. Why do we do it? Why DO we do it? Is it me? Am I