Discontent
So I have battled a mutating virus for 9 weeks and am finally on the mend. It was tough on my relationship but in the end proved to be a learning exercise for both of us. Now I am doing a foster parent relief worker gig which finds me living in a nice house not far from my own with an 18 year old I hardly see. I dreamed this would be like a mini vacation, like spa day anytime I wanted. Instead I am wrestling with 3 remotes just to get one thing to work and kinda bored despite the ultimate freedom, lots of 'me' time and plushy digs. It is cruel curse after bringing the fancy teas and making yummy salad and so... after watching a few videos I'm discontent and everything I think of to do seems bleh. Of course it is a rainy grey day out there which does not help. I have a few errands I really ought to attend to but don't feel like it... wth? Why oh why am I not relishing this 3rd day plushy freedom?