I'm a bit of a grump and a total flibbertyjibbert at the minute, so that needs to end. It's all because I'm very spoilt.
My parents treated us to tea last night - it made me crave homecooked food, my jeans only just fit - the legacy of our very fun year last year, can't decide what to do for my birthday - spoilt for choice, sore bum - have been lifting weights. Everything I am complaining about comes from, or is going towards, something good. That's a good thing.
Still can't decide where (if anywhere) to go out tomorrow though, pesky weather.