(Warning, massive rant ahead!)
I'm happy about the weather, everything else, not so much. Planning on going to the doctor's tomorrow, I'm seriously considering asking if they can sign me off sick with depression, just for a couple of weeks so I can get my shit together. Moving is stressing me out, my relationship breaking down is making me cry, work is making me cry, but knowing I'll be getting out of this house is wonderful! But it's just getting on top of me at the moment and people who tell me to 'cheer up' get everything they deserve when I burst into tears! I told him not to tell me to, because it doesn't work on me, but did he listen? Oh hell no. Not that anyone at work ever listens to me anyway. I cried yesterday as well, but the person I was crying to understands depression, so there wasn't any nonsense from her. And I cried today because I'm sick of clearing up other people's messes and of always finishing late. Seriously, some of my colleagues need a slap. I don't get paid enough to clear up after them, and it's part of their job too. So I'm going to stop doing it. And when we fail our next audit I'm going to say 'I told you so!' I told my manager about it, just because I'm fed up with it all. One of the messiest people I work with is also the bossiest, and seems to have an attitude of it not mattering because I'll do it. Fuck that!
Oh, it's cool enough for me to wear my denim jacket again! Which is brilliant, it was just the right temperature for about a week before it got too hot and I've missed being able to wear it.
Becca Bang on! It's been an awful summer, I like the weather we're having now, I love knowing autumn is on it's way. And it certainly isn't freezing! Yelling at the sun is the kind of thing I'd do, although I do kinda want it out at the moment because I'm trying to dry my washing! I didn't dare hang stuff out when it was scorching for fear of things getting bleached by the sun.