30 March. Lock Down Day 4.

Clearing up the Jumanji hell that was my house was no fun. I found myself fantasizing about a time where I'll have my children doing all the chores, while I spend my afternoons in a robe, fluffy heel slipper things and a huge fan to keep myself from glistening (not sweating). I then realised that I was possibly the laziest teenager on the planet when it came to chores, and I think it may be hereditary.