Sitting at mother's. She's just gone out to a birthday party, and I am watching a replay of last night's wrestling and making a massive pot of soup.
One of the top things on my to do list when I finally get to move, is get cable. At the moment, I just can not afford it. Hence coming to mother's nearly every day lately.
So I've discovered something. When I am in the kitchen, I feel better. Ironic isn't it.