Despite a pleasant day at school, I'm exhausted and feeling sorry for myself. Obviously convinced that if I didn't work full-time, I wouldn't feel quite so exhausted - or that I'm missing out on time with my boy.
We attempted the pub with my in-laws this evening, but it was a horrible rainy night and the pub was packed. Instead, father-in-law bought a take-away Thai banquet. It was delicious, and accompanied by 'big chats' about future plans for Team Wayne.
I ate too much, too quickly and thought too much. Ended up feeling sick and teary. It will pass.