Day time TV.

The first time she watched TV during the work day her eye glinted naughty!   Both kids were now in school, the rush of having to squeeze a weeks worth of work into 3 days was lifted, she was free to take a few hours for checked out nothing. Making a coffee, she grabbed a chocolate muffin, pulled the side table close and snuggled down to some no good binge watching.  And it was brilliant! She actually giggled and screamed out loud at how much fun she was having. This was a brave new world and she liked how it fit.  But a few weeks later, as she settled in for another sneaky afternoon, the same sense of adventure and rebellion were gone replaced by their dark, exiled cousin, Guilt, come home to roost.

“Hey there sugar, watcha doing?” he purred, his stale whisky breath warming her cheek as he slid in beside her. 

She sipped her coffee, maybe he would go away if she ignored him?