longest think have mended the fucker. Was a fur ball clogging the filter. Twat that it is.
Had a result today. Decided to treat myself to a bottle of rhubarb and ginger gin. Called in the little Asda near us. Was bloody chaos with loads of school run mums doing the same. Because gin had a security tag on it queued for only actual till to have it removed. Woman on check out was vile, really rude to an old man in front of us. And was too busy talking to a colleague about what she had done over the weekend to answer old lad, then still chatting when I got served.
Took security tag off gin, but must have forgot to scan it. Cost me £20 for DHs lagers, some cereal, fruit, milk and gin.
If she hadn't been ignorant I would have told her but I did what she did and had a conversation with ds while I was paying. So that was a result!
Also done 3 hours work, the year end bollocks for the business, tidied my paperwork cabinet, 2 loads of washing and drying, fed the dcs and got mine and DHs in. Jacket spud, chicken wrapped up in parma ham with Mediterranean veg.
Plus 2 rhubarb and ginger free gins. 😜.
Having my dinner and going to bed. Its been cold here today and am looking forward to my book in my nice warm bed. Hoping my little seedlings in the polytunnel survive the cold snap at the weekend. It's my aunties surprise 60th birthday party on Saturday, would really rather stay in if I am honest. And will have a buffet and drinks to negotiate while doing slimming world. Fml. Will try and eat before we go and then try and be sensible.
But my family all together is only just bearable with lots and lots and lots of drink. Imagine Shameless. That's us without the Manchester accent.
Still. Since one Dsis left her DH (for shagging her ndn in the shed 🙈) I am down to one absolute fucking wankerbastard for a BIL. And Uncle Knobhead been in and out of hospital for a few weeks so he might not make it. And gobshite dsis working sunday so won't be too pissed. Sigh. It's no wonder I drink really.