I made the perfect chocolate cake this afternoon. I'm rubbish at icing but this one was lovely. Raspberry jam in the middle, chocolate ganache and raspberries on top. Think of the perfect chocolate cake and this was it. DS2 dropped it on the kitchen floor - somehow both flipped it upside down and smashed the plate, so it looked like a mound of actual shit with embedded crockery on a not very clean floor. And yes he's Dyspraxic and yes accidents happen and yes he was sorry etc etc but FFS that was one amazing cake, untouched, and why the fuck do I ever bother? I am SEETHING.
Anyone else want to rant in an unreasonable manner?