Mondays feel really weird at the moment, totally flat. I don’t like it. I’m sat here shouting at children, who are bickery, tired and horrid, who won’t do anything with me but won’t leave me alone either, wondering what the point can possibly be.
I’ve still not started my list, i’ve got a pile of stuff to do. If i did it, i’d feel better i expect.
I wonder if this is why people tell you your school days are the best days of your life, because some people feel like this every day. I’m really glad i don’t normally, but my get up and go is all gone today.
Could be much, much worse, i know, i love autumn and its nearly here, if i could shift some crud i’d feel mightily energised. MUST shift some crud. Got the TT coming for 2 days this week, so that should help a lot.
I should do my tax return instead of fiddling with my blog really. I could even communicate with my children.
*flump*
