An itch

You know that itch you get where you need to be doing something but you don’t know what that something is or even where to begin to find the something?

I work a couple of days a week at the moment and spend the other days running around doing things like going to the chemist, filling in forms or pretending to clean the house. I do attempt to once a week meet up with friends or go out to have some lunch that does not consist of toast, cereal or yoghurt.

It’s school holidays at the moment so a LOT of energy is going in to pretending to care my boys are spending double digit hours on the computer or playing age-inappropriate games on the xbox.

But when they’re back at school the itch will become even more pronounced.

I don’t like the itch, it tends to make me feel like I’m floundering or worse, wasting time.

But here I itch. Do you?