Having said that, I can’t say that my house is always clean. There could easily be a pile of dishes in the sink for days sometimes, while I’m sitting at the computer wearing different socks. Simply because one of them (the one with funny stripes) immediately after arriving from the shop became a cape for a toy superhero, and a sock from the other pair disappeared in the washing machine’s infamous void.

A mountain of books has piled up on the shelves, which I keep promising myself that I will read each time a holiday comes around. But I also know that I will probably end up taking an easy read with me on my next trip to the seaside.

But on the plus side, I’m doing what I love, my husband has realised that I need a bit of help, and has taken on half of the household chores, and my son is growing by the day. Now I finally have me-time in my schedule: I can occasionally get out for a manicure, or go to a café with my girlfriends.

And I’ve finally stopped trying to convince others that working from home doesn’t mean you’re resting on the couch all day long, with a cup of coffee. If they find themselves in a similar situation, they’ll understand for themselves.

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