Got the Sunday blues...
Have been trying to get on top of the housework all weekend because I've got flat viewings on Tuesday. Been trying to sell the bloody thing for well over a year and had a buyer pull out the day after my dad died a month ago. Every job I do seems to reveal another job that needs doing and decluttering just makes me realise how much clutter I have.
Single mum to a two year old so cleaning whilst she's around is not the easiest but to be fair she's been on great form today and we had a fun time dancing and cleaning the windows.
Pissed off at my ex who apparently misinterpreted 'next week' as a week in March so thought he was having her an extra night to give me some time to myself but he's not. He was really ignorant and unapologetic for his mistake.
Funeral is tomorrow and it's the first time I've organised one and just hoping it all goes okay.
Also means spending a few hours in a confined space with my half sister who I hadn't spoken to for 10 years until dad passed away. She's doing this fake 'lets be friends' thing which is honestly more unnerving than when she's nasty.
None of these problems are particularly fixable but I needed a bit of a vent. And solidarity with anyone who's dreading Monday for whatever reason.