Mr P was supposed to go to a mate’s place for a weekend of catching up with old friends, and we were all looking forward to it (me especially). But it fell through when someone Mr P doesn’t like (for good reasons too lengthy to say here) kind of wormed their way in. So Mr P decided he wasn’t going. Sigh. I mean, we’ve been getting along ok lately, but he’s always here. I was looking forward to him not being here for a night or two at the start of the school holidays. I need a good night’s sleep without someone going for a smoke/pee/snack every so often during the night. It’s impossible in this damn place.

Neighbours are renovating, so it was banging and sawing and drilling all day. Then we ordered Maccas and they got the order wrong. No matter which Maccas I order from, or when or what I order, they always get the order wrong. It’s a treat for the Minipeelers but it leaves me pissed off every time.

Now I’m relaxing in bed in a quiet darkened room sighs with contented relief. We’re going to the library to return some books tomorrow so I’m looking forward to that, the calming quiet, minimal people and the smell of new library. Anyway, thanks for listening to my whinging!