You know you’re stressed when you make a Cinnamon Coffee Crumble cake – but forget to put the cinnamon in.
You know you’ve lost it when you ask your daughter to move her car from the driveway – then, while she’s getting her keys, you start the engine and back into her car.
You know times are tumultuous when you drive your youngest daughter to the railway station – but forget to drop her off.
You know you’re under pressure when you drive to the airport to pick up your mother – but miss the turning and end up in the carpark of Maccas Melton, thumbing desperately through the Melways.
You think maybe they should lock you up when you go to Eastland, shopping – then can’t remember where you’ve parked the car.
You know your sunk because all these years you’ve been winging it – and your daughter, who leaves tomorrow, has been keeping you afloat.
And you think perhaps marriage isn’t such a good idea and you wonder how you’ll ever manage without her.
But you know you have to but, God, you’re going to miss her and you wonder when the ache in your heart will cease.