We’re supposed to be on holiday. As usual when I’m at my mums I’m feeling down. We travelled yesterday, 6 and a half hours. Long day, I was so bushed. Nice to spend time with the kids and camp with them though. 

Unfortunately mum is a moaner. And it’s all she does. And it’s hard work. After all the drama on Monday (I’ll catch you up on that another day) I thought it’d be nice for me to be where i grew up. Turns out it’s no different. 

Still, I’ve got some plans made and we’ll be going out and about a bit. So that’s something. I’m glad we’re not stuck here in this place. 

I need to find some motivation as I’m lacking all of it. Some holiday…