I am struggling to manage housework. Every day I am left shaking with tiredness, muddled and stressed as I battle to complete the endless routine of chores and repairs in the little flat I live in.
I live alone in a small flat with a cat. You pathetic freak, I hear you say, not to manage.
But I have – at the moment – five exhaustion-causing diseases. Some of them can be managed, some can't. Brilliant GP who says 'you'll be rattling' as I get 38 pills daily.
The flat is opposite a vast building site in inner London, which means that the walls, machinery and electrics break down all the time from the vibrations of the tower block billionaires are building.
The cat breaks down all the time too – he is 16 and needs 6 feeds daily, medicating, endless vet trips.
This morning alone – it's not 10 am – I have tried to pull the new washing machine out to fix a leak, been up a ladder to fix a curtain that fell when the builders started hammering, and carried a table down 5 flights to the bin after the cat smashed it. Back up the ladder after the curtain fell again.
My hands are puffy and swollen with arthritis and I have a whole day to get through. Not including going to work.
Has anyone got any labour-saving tips? I can't manage. I must try and heal some of these sicknesses, too, and the relentless work is preventing rest.