It's probably best not to piss off a woman who is twenty nine weeks pregnant and has just given up her last remaining vice.*
Apologies for the lack of a substantive post today. I am having one last teeth-gritted determined effort to finish all the shite that needs to be finished before I give up even pretending to be part of the human race and go and dribble over some blue chintz curtains.
As I was just telling Shanna:
Yes, normally I am sweet and polite and patient but oh my god in heaven I need to motherfucking NEST.
Right. Am off to phone the tax office. Hoorah.
*caffeine, aka tea, drink of the fucking gods. Which I can't have anymore either for fucking sweet fucking Jesus's sake.