Writing this thing is hard.

Making me realise I am probably in a meh phase of depression, as I am failing to care enough about anything much to bother recording or sharing it.

Just finishing a month of house-sitting for Simon and Joe.  Their house has been so warm and their cat so cantankerous.

Making the effort to post on this as there was a death in the family this morning and the way the news has spread has made it pretty clear that my extended family doesn't have much time for me.  Dad's family's news shouldn't only get to me through my mother.

I realise I don't make a lot of effort for my family but this is making me realise I make more effort than I probably should.