Cold, Cranky and Bored
Today sucks!
I woke up wishing to stay all warm and snuggly in bed when I realised it was raining and so we woudn't be picking.
Got up, ate nice brekky and I thought there was some discussion about going shopping.
Then went with Felix on his morning toilet walk - so far so good.
Then into the cellar to chill frickin all the tanks and I start to feel cranky.
Then realise this is because my visitor has arrived, ugh!
This is noticed and I am promised to go inside once a tank is chilled.
This does not happen! :P
Then I pour a bag of caustic into a tub and get pearl caustic on my (wet) pants.
Get cranky because my jumper is wet and cold and useless now.
So I come inside anyway and say to myself: Stuff you I'm cranky and don't want to work, and you know what I couldn't give a damn what you think today. Be greatful because all I really want to do is kick the living shit out of a post or a bucket or anything even remotely kickable.
So now I'm sitting on the computer, by the open window feeling cold wishing I had a clean jumper and thinking longingly of home.
Thinking about how my saturday would be different if I was at home; how I wouldn't have gotten out of bed til 11, how I'd have had a nice warm shower...go driving.....mmmm. Stupid brain!