What can f* right off? Tuesday edition

[UnhealthyCopingStrategies]

Pardon my French....

Elderly parents ailing, sibling wanting drama where no extra is needed, moody teen and tween and difficult day at work... so for me, everything other than chocolate really!

This bastard fucking virus. So tired and fed up.

Sickness bugs. Crap managers at work. Any kind of virus. Washing up after dinner. Sciatic/back nonsense.

Poxy rain.

@UnhealthyCopingStrategies it can all feck off to the far side of feck. Similar to you.. ailing parents, GCSE’s, A levels, work shite. At this rate I’m going to need an HRT patch the size of an arsing parachute. The Rage is upon me.

Right now, dh. Miserable git.

My work to do list, the cold sore on my bottom lip and the laundry pile.....And the extra stone of fat which has appeared around my midsection like a bloody rubber ring.

I'm on my 3rd lurgy in a month. I'm sick of being sick. Currently coughing till I throw up.

The fucking weather.

Cancer, tendinitis

My boss who spends the entire workday chatting about his personal life and schmoozing with the higher-ups to make them believe he is so, so busy.

No broadband since Friday!!

STBXH can fuck right off and die

My sore throat, which isn't quite better but I'm going to have to go back to work tomorrow anyway because I can't risk more time out of the classroom.

DM, who is driving me mental. I absolutely abhor being an only child and can't imagine ever relying on my one and only offspring as my sole emotional support in older age. Fuck that, it's not their job. But apparently it's mine to do for her.

Feeling like I never have any money, despite beign in a household of 2 full time workers with decent income(s).

Being so, so tired all the time.

Thanks, OP. I needed to get that out.

Sciatica. DH being too busy at work so he will be home late and I have to do all the ferrying DC to their activities (in opposite directions) tonight.

My son's PDA, which is utterly exhausting...

Stupid fucking SATs exams which are making aforementioned PDA 100times worse.

That awful fucking Bruno Mars song with the disgustingly sexual lyrics.

Work....obviously.
The shitty weather.
The family sized bag of crisps that mysteriously found it way into my gob despite my diet.

My 7yo's obsession with international geopolitical stuff. I'm beginning to hate Greenland and Antarctica.

My holiday swimming pool is fuckin 🥶 😂

Ovulation pain. I'm pretty much 50 at this point, enough already! There must be a rusty old crank handle in there churning out the last of the pitiful eggs.

Today, specifically:

Bloody weather
Bloody lack of money to book any time off work/anything to look forward to
Bloody having to cook dinner
Bloody kids not knowing where middle C is after months of patient repetition, being adamant they don't know what comes after A, etc despite numerous lessons on exactly that, because they have done zero practice yet again and their parents are wasting their money on 10 min (yep) lessons at school then wondering why they can't progress cos they do zero consolidation at home of the little we do get done in the 10 min lessons.
Bloody (former) friend announcing after a year of ignoring me that my crimes amounted to absolutely fuck all and being a total princess for no reason and making me incredibly sad.

Aww hun 🫂

I feel quite positive today compared to you lot 🤣 (admittedly the sun is out here so it makes the difference)

I hope things are better for you tomorrow.

Non stop household calamities. Currently having roof mended, just repaired the carpet and now the kitchen light is broken.

I'm on a carribean cruise, weather 28c, pool, bar, all amazing. But got a bit of a headache after too much sun, so the headache can.

My bl**dy washing machine dying days, before I go on holiday. Am now watching a very interesting YouTube video on how to fix it.