Option one: You race through school pick up trafiic to get the kids, then sit in rush hour traffic

Option one: You race through school pick up trafiic to get the kids, then sit in rush hour traffic to get them to their footy training. You sit in more traffic on the way home where you scramble together a meal that is kind of nutritious while battling mum guilt that you didn't make any of it from scratch. You get the kids showered, hair brushed, teeth brushed, read them a story and feel more guilt that you skipped some pages. They finally fall asleep and you collapse exhaused on the couch before dragging yourself up to do the dishes, clean the kitchen, find uniforms for tomorrow before you finally get to go to bed too. Option two: You cruise with us. Dinner is made for you. The kids are entertained. There's not another boat in sight and the evening is calm and peaceful. Night falls and the kids are excited to go to bed because it's in a bunk on a boat, and you have all the energy to sing them to sleep because you've relaxed all day. You wander downstairs to hear someone playing guitar gently while the waves lap at edge of the boat, the fire roaring, and a peace that you haven't felt in a long time settles into your soul. ..I know which one I'm choosing.