I’m having one of those days when I’m fully aware of how busy I am all day - but I just don’t want to do anything. I have to:

- Get out of bed

- Get a shower

- Brush my teeth

- Dry my hair

- Pack my stuff for Mum’s

- Pack up my guitar and college stuff

- Tidy my room (it is such a tip it’s unbelievable…)

- Get the bus to work

- Work 2-7

- Bus to my dad’s from work

- Sort out last bits that I may need (because achieving everything up to ‘tidy my room’ is just NOT possible)

- Walk or get a lift (hopefully) to my mum’s with my bags and bags and bags of stuff.

- Give Sean cuddles

- Check my work rota so I know when I’m working tomorrow

- Eat dinner

- Chill

- Sleep

…fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkk offffffffffffffff