MY YOUNGER DAUGHTER taught my dad a new term last week: bed rotting. According to her, the term is all over TikTok (I say this as if I’m not chronically online), and despite its name, it is definitely not referring to the half-eaten sausage rolls that I find everywhere that my daughter has been.

No, actually, it refers to… lying in bed all day. I know, it’s very anti-climactic and not at all a new concept for anyone under the age of retirement who regularly needs to experience all the benefits of death without actually dying, in order to brace themselves for another week.

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Now, I know what you are thinking. Isn’t this just good old-fashioned rest? And are they really trying to sell the concept of bed rest to us, the generations who hit our teen years when every town in Ireland had at least one thriving nightclub? Does everything need a new buzzy word to hashtag it all over the internet? Apparently, it is, they are, and it does. And I am absolutely here for it.

I have said this before, and I’ll say it again: life has never been busier. Between work, raising a family, keeping a home, going to the gym, maintaining friendships, attempting to persuade my skin not to age, never-ending bills and social media apps that show everyone I know having it all effortlessly, things are fairly hectic.

Although it feels like everything is created for convenience, that just seems to raise the expected standard, so I never actually feel like I am getting anywhere. And there are always so many people, so many things to do, and everything is so loud. Of course, it all takes place under constant, glaring fluorescent lighting that makes my nervous system think that I am being chased by a lion.

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