I’ve been stuck at home in bed with a blinding damned headache so have had nothing to say even if I could have dragged my drug addled arse from bed to be bothered saying anything.
Could be stress; yet strangely not from the Squeeze; nor even the Harridan at the moment. Work sucks – which is probably the root cause. Upside is that I forget to stress about things here so other than my standard “get the divorce yet?” question once at the end of each day (if I remember) which I will admit, is more to annoy him than anything else, I haven’t got anything to complain about!
Headaches are so annoying. Our new storage units turned up yesterday and I was too sick to feel any glee at being able to put stuff away! I did start putting the alphabetised records away but realised I was better off waiting until we had sorted what goes where. As now they are out of order – yet strangely, I felt too much like crap to move them all again!
That is when I know I’m sick…
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Thanks. Better check it out but it should be up today!