Every cloud has a silver lining.
There are always upsides to be had, even when your one holiday a year this year happens to be with a very difficult family member. That it turns out to be so grey and overcast that you can’t use the pool even though you spent a ton on swimming stuff to try encourage your three year old to swim. That you envisage spending the rest of your holiday in your room having narrowly avoided being run over by said family member, presumably by accident but you never can tell.
So the upside? I get to read The Ocean at The End of The Lane by Neil Gaiman and to get halfway through Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall. And to update my poor overlooked blog.
And there are only two days left to go. If I get out of here alive, I promise to be a better reader, blogger, parent and human. Promise