Stuff

A trying few days. A trying few weeks. I’m not enjoying this week at all. It’s just too weird.

Work.

Money.

Work.

Work.

And other stuff…

…my ex-stepdaughter (is that really an accepted term?) has been on my mind a lot. But I’m not allowed to think about her, am I? So, what am I supposed to do?

…being a step parent. Not being a parent. Possibly being a step parent. Not beingĀ a step parent. Selfishness. What it all means? How to feel?

Tiredness.

In summary…I need a holiday.