Oh dear god and fuck. My house is a war zone. This is some bullshit, y'all, seriously. (I can't pull of "y'all" can I? Nevermind).
Saturday morning. Get home from Bootcamp (more on that later - short version is it's hard, I suck at it, and I love it) nice and early. Shower, change, eat, do some housework, go to Mum's to do washing. Go home,
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