I should be seated in the viewing area at the gym chatting with two other Mum's that I really like while we watch our kids do warmups with their coach before starting their trampoline lesson. But monkeyboy is stressed beyond his max and feeling sick to his stomach, but not actually going to throw up. Stress and anxiety. So we're at home doing our own aspie things and telling the rest of the world to fuck off for the day. Well, I'm thinking that in my head, my Mum words said "The rest of the world will be okay without us, let's have a quiet day at the house and we'll see everyone next week."