Am feeling very sorry for myself currently, not helped by this fucking chesty cough of doom and death that has been with me for the past two weeks.
My joy is also unconfined as each time I have a coughing fit - I wet myself slightly. Joy, joy, blissful, overwhelming joy!! (And this is despite doing all the fucking exercises before and after birth!!)
I adore being at work and having to change sanpro to prevent being known as the pissy lady!!
Fucking, fucking, fucking shitty, pissy, shitty shite.
Thank you for the rant - one more day of work than I can grovel around my hovel and hack in pyjamas, at least.