Aga men arrived a day early and a bit of it was broken...floor not arrived...can't unpack...cannot use the washing machine...can't find any clean knickers...whole flat covered in layer of dust...it's raining cats and dogs...got palpitations...hate everybody anyway...feel on verge of tears all the time...wtf!
Why do I do this to myself? Pile the pressure on...
A day later, Aga up and running, most of the dust cleaned up, still raining, but found knickers...but have twisted my ankle falling down the stairs while bossing builders about!
Damn, high heels will be agony.
