For the sake of ever getting any work done today, I hereby resolove to stop:
Googling nice houses and schools and ofsted reports
Doing calculations on bits of paper and agonising about not being able to afford nice houses
Agonising over good schools all being full and my children ending up being taught at home by me and us all going mad
Agonising over whether it is all worth it, or whether to stay put in lovely Brighton where we are all happy
Having arguments in my head with Competitive Mum 'friend' who keeps gloating about her perfect children and how they are infinitely better than mine (annoying cow, wait till I see her again, I'll.... Oops)
Checking emails every five minutes
Making cups of tea every five minutes
Reading people's blogs and trying to think of witty things to say and not being able to
Staring at the wall in front of me feeling a bit tired and miserable.
So there'll be none of that today, no. Eldest daughter has gone back to school this morning after being off the last three days with tonsillitis (her tonsils were the size of Maltesers, I'm amazed she could get any food past them). Youngest daughter has stopped coughing so hard the walls shook. Son off on his first school trip today (going all of two miles or so into town). Technically, all is well. But I've been sitting here for nearly an hour now and still haven't made a dent in the new Jake book I'm meant to be writing.
Sod it, I'll just check out some estate agents while I wait for inspiration to kick in...