I'm taking my mum to the airport this morning. Well this afternoon actually. I was told that her flight was at midday but it's actually at 2pm. I think I was told this white lie because I'm frequently late. Now I'm at their house and I'm bored. I don't have anything here to occupy myself with.

I should probably look for places to move to. I need to pay less rent. I've already had two coffees this morning. Maybe the reason why I am so jittery and anxious to actually do something. I should move my craft and art supplies to the studio me thinks. I should also probably find Julie and see what she is up to and hang out. She needs hanging out I think.