Gah. Feeling very sorry for myself and having a self indulgent pity party this morning.
Had COVID never happened, we would be on our way to the airport now to start our three week holiday of a lifetime. Saved and planned it for years. The stars finally aligned and DH’s ex wife had finally agreed the dates so that DSS could join us.
Instead, I am sat in the kitchen drinking my third cup of coffee, looking at my watch thinking what we ‘should’ have been doing.
I know in the grand scheme of things I am very lucky, I have my family and a home and we are all healthy. But I can’t help feeing sad today.
Anyone else care to join my pity party?