We have that in-between Christmas and the new year feeling.
I'm never too sure whether to embrace or indulge it, but one thing I do know is that I get fidgety.
Wanting to have a massive purge and throw everything out - start afresh - but feeling guilty that I should really just be relaxing and enjoy the whole lovely mess of it. January is for...spring'ish' cleaning.
So we pull on our wellies, wrap up warm and walk. Not all are in agreement with this, but it's the only solution I can come up with...at the moment.
Teenage boredom - not a phase I'm relishing.