Who am I?

I used to know the answer to that question. But for the last couple of days I seem to have realised I don't know anymore. I think I have had way too much time by myself. Time that I should be (and am) grateful for but I have found it hard too. That doesn't make sense! Does it? I should be happy - Thomas is at his grandparents' house and has been since last Friday. Mick is in Bathurst and has been since Sunday. Me? I've been at home doing nothing. Even a trip to Ikea on Sunday with Mum and then Officeworks on Tuesday did nothing for me.....

This is a picture of Thomas in 2009...