Hi ya bunch of bastards! Thanks for all the millions of messages today, I’m just so so bloody exhausted! I took the day off insta so look forward to my “day of moping, I’m not coping really miss Lee, no one to take photos of me needing a wee” vlog on Thursday.
Dumped the feral one with one of the bestest chums, hit the gym to flirt with Rami for a wee bit and pound the treadmill in my leggings which I’ll aff link later as so so many of you still message asking about these.
Met with bestest chum whilst littlest inconvenience had a six hour afternoon nap and just told her how hard my life is right now. I forgot to put the dump bag in the slow cooker, I had to go to a PT session, it’s been a week since my nails got done so I’ll be needing an appointment soon and still no one has sent me kindly gifted olaplex for my incredibly over-bleached and frazzled hair.
I’m just at breaking point. It’s fine for Pat, he’s off on the rig working 12 hour shifts which given his lack of effort in school he should be bloody grateful to even have a job at all the useless cocunt so I text him and told him this dreamboat has had enough and I’ve bought a cavapoo.