I work at a school and have been off since June 3rd. And we're not starting again until the 6th. And it's just been me and DS (4) all day, every day. And I think if he asks me one more question I'm going to scream very, very loudly. And it's raining so we can't go anywhere. And the house is a tip because apparently no one can pick anything up, ever. And DS ferrets pieces of paper upstairs to his room and rips it into pieces for "tickets" or "money" and everywhere I look there are bloody little bits of paper. And dog hair tumbleweeding all over the house.