I'm late, I'm late for a very important date
No time to say "Hello", "Goodbye"
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late
And when I wave, I lose the time I save
My fuzzy ears and whiskers
Took me too much time to shave 

I run and then I hop, hop, hop
I wish that I could fly
There's danger if I dare to stop
And here's the reason why
You see, I'm overdue, I'm in a rabbit stew
Can't even say "Goodbye", "Hello"
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.

 
Routines can be wonderful things!

Monday wash

Tuesday iron

Wednesday mend and market

Thursday Clean

Friday visit and post

saturday bake

sunday rest (church, naturally, and a picnic afterwards would do nicely)

Steph xx