Anyone else having a bad day (2)

[WideWebWitch]

Rhubarb, sympathy. Thought I'd start a new thread as the old one's so long that the bad day will be over before it lets me add a message. Have discovered that the glass in our back door is original victorian and won't be easy to replace. Asked dp to call a glazier, his answer "why can't you do it?" OK, I did break the glass by slamming the door after ds had a tantrum but it was only one thing, why couldn't HE do it? I had stressful day at work, the house is an absolute tip - and I'm not one to care that much normally, am a slut - but it really is jumping, the basement is also a tip and nowhere near being finished, have not bought all presents for christmas, am knackered because friend came round for dinner last night and we were up late, and got another speeding ticket today for doing 65 on the motorway in a roadworks bit. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggh. Don't bother replying anyone, it's all so trivial and tedious but I am P*** OFF. And I thought we could do with a new bad day thread.

[prufrock]

OK - biscuits probably won't help you. The screaming is still fun though.

[SoupDragon]

I'll quietly offer a hug and run quickly away!!

[MandyD]

This post's a bit icky so avoid if you're sensitive!! My day was actually going ok until just now...spent all day on my feet, I calculated, as I was evicted from my mate's seat in the pub this afternoon - he went off to discuss a job so I dived in to rest my feet, but he came back quicker than I expected, and moaned! I'd spent all day quietly ironing and pricing my car boot sale stuff, trying to put off thoughts that it might rain on Saturday.

Anyway, about 15 minutes ago I heard DS shouting, went in to see what was the matter and found him in (now here's a gap for the sensitive)

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a sick filled bed!!!! Aaaargh!!!!!!! He's never been sick in his life before and he's 4 now. Euuuuurghhhh!! Human sick, eh, eh, eh...

So I put the bulk of his bedding in the washing machine, went back to get the rest and the door catch doesn't seem to want to open (it's a sort of vacuum mechanism). And the mate who wasn't nice to me this afternoon - you guessed - he's my washing machine repair guy!!!

No more than 20 minutes after leaving the living room I returned and found DP has fallen asleep with a cigarette in his hand and burned a big hole in the quilt that's on the settee. Oh dear. To put it mildly.

Hoping for a better day tomorrow, thanks for letting me rant...