I’m laid up with a horrid cold, and I’ve missed a sunny spring Saturday. My husband is rubbish when I’m ill so I’ve not had any care really, not that I’m at deaths door but a cup
of tea would be nice. My son is out all day tomorrow and my mum doesn’t want to see me because of a big family argument. I’ve started a new job so I’m lonely at work as I haven’t made friends yet and I have had such a rough few years I don’t want to moan at my friends anymore than I have in recent years. I just wish I had of been up for a walk outside today rather than a sofa day. Ugh.