“So…what else do you do?” She was perched on a bar stool at my kitchen bench, opposite me. “You know, apart from… this.”

 

She waved a well-manicured hand nonchalantly around the living room, taking in the scattered toys and half eaten banana resting on the floor.

 

I coughed, embarrassed, and mumbled something about starting my own business and doing the “school run”.

Thankfully, my new friend appeared bored by my anecdotes about laundry and the contents of my daughter’s nappies and quickly moved on to more worldly topics of conversation. I found myself mesmerised by her toes, perfectly polished from a recent pedicure.

 

Where on earth did she find the time to get a pedicure? Was it an annual event or was this something she did regularly? This woman owns two businesses, I thought. She has three kids under six. At that point I was struggling just to keep the mounting pile of laundry from growing legs and walking out the door. She was a walking, talking Superwoman.

 

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