Today stated out better than yesterday finished. New Year's Eve was spent watching an old Dr. Who series on our tiny television in our uncomfortable lounge with Warren falling asleep and me apologising for being so boring. I found myself looking forward to the day I can go to bed before midnight with no-one either knowing or caring. The kids ate lollies.
This morning the other four tidied up outside while I tidied my bedroom, a generally pointless activity. It'll be piled up with miscellaneous crap that has no other home within a day, and after a day's work isn't even quite unpiled. I took all the books off my bookshelf that had to do with being a better person and hid them away in the cupboard that sits awkwardly at the far end of my non-functioning ensuite. It didn't feel liberating.
Tonight we spend watching a movie that two of us have already seen, because we couldn't agree on anything else. What makes it okay is that we did all agree that even so, it would be good to watch it together.
