It is snowing heavily here. My kids are very excited and want to go out to the nearby park, ideally sledging.
And there’s no reason not to, I suppose, apart from I really just don’t want to! I don’t want to stand around in the freezing cold with the cough and cold I’ve had all week - I want to stay in the warm and do all the millions of other things that I have to do today. But I feel so guilty that I am depriving them of a childhood memory of a happy time in the snow. Interestingly, my DH has just said no and is having no such moral dilemma!
There’s no point to this post - I just wanted to moan, and see if everyone else feels this guilt all the time! Sometimes it would just be so lovely to just do as you please.