Morning all, it's foggy, drizzly, damp and downright miserable here.
The gym is done and I'm trying to find some enthusiasm to walk Billy, I think he's feeling the same as he's content to sit on my feet while chewing his rubber bone. He really didn't want to go out into the garden when I got up, he kept getting half way down the path and would then turn around and slink back in again, thinking he hadn't been noticed
Another morning, another argument in our happy home Tom is being so difficult and I'm going to try and contact his tutor today because it's only been since he's joined the sixth form so I'm wondering if he's having issues with settling into the new regime or if he's just decided to flex his muscles at home a bit now that he's being treated more like an adult at school (not that we're treating him like a child here). He's out all day tomorrow though with friends, they've got tickets to see Bowling For Soup in Birmingham tomorrow night so are making a day of it, so I'm hoping he'll come home from the concert in a better mood.
Have a good day everyone!