For the first time since 'the penny dropped' I've just eaten my way through the day 
I've got some good reasons, so I'm frantically trying not to panic and call myself rude names.
I'm stuck at home with two small kids, my knee hurts a lot more than I thought it would, my childcare has let me down today ( not her fault- she's sick), I'm supposed to be cleaning up the lounge (not happening), Xmas is approaching and so is DD1's birthday and we have very little food in the house so I'm working my way through what we do have.
As per, I'm feeling very unloved and very uncared for 
The kids are watching Hi-5 Christmas and it's making me a bit homesick for Christmas on the beach and I'm reminded that my grandfather is not well and the whole family is 12,000 miles away....
Can you tell I'm feeling sorry for myself?
