Feel completely flat this morning... it was just going to be us on Christmas Day anyway but my sister and her family were coming round on Boxing Day so presumably that’s cancelled.. and I was going to drive to Exeter to do my Santa impression with ds1 and his girlfriend the following day. No idea when I’m going to see him next - I’ve only seen him for one weekend since he went back to uni last January.
DD’s in pieces as it looks almost certain that her lovely horse can no longer be ridden - we’ve been looking for another but the one she fell in love with failed the vetting and now everything is just so much more complicated plus trying to find a retirement livery without being able to travel. She’ll probably lose her Saturday job (again .. 3rd time now) and all she has to look forward to is mocks in January - yay...
I’ve barely seen my other sister who lives in the next road as her teenage son is a total dementor despite having zero risk factors. My friends are scattered across the AD-D continuum and I have let many of my friendships drift this year (not that I had many friends to start with) as everything is so much more of an effort now.
Just thoroughly fed up ... I should be taking the dog for a walk but we’re just having a cuddle on the sofa instead. Dh is not being much help - he always has 2 or 3 obsessions on the go - cycling has been a constant for years now and recently he’s added sourdough bread-making and learning Spanish into the mix - and as far as he’s concerned, having a lazy morning is a sign of a deep moral flaw instead of a coping mechanism...