With three kids, their school trips, illnesses, challenges, transition to the new classes, three PTMs on the same day, one after the other.
With a fourth book on the way and doubts about why I haven't given a character enough of a backstory or a scene enough description.
With the challenges that the husband faces on a regular basis and which seep into my consciousness as if by Osmosis.
With generally not enough time and feeling disconnected from real friends while getting increasingly annoyed with the strangers that clog my newsfeed with rants, food photos and other crap.
There's always F*R*I*E*N*D*S.
Best show ever. It's the one that Vijay and me used to cuddle up and watch years ago. And now, we've started doing it again with the re-runs. It's quite therapeutic.
And hey, I actually saw one today that I haven't ever seen - the one where Monica & Chandler actually do it in London!