Have had two separate GP appointments this week so far, when previously it's been months before I could get one.
Been to the vets twice, got to go again on Friday.
Was just getting over last Friday's incident with DDs teacher at pick up when today the head teacher who I've only previously met and spoken to once, had the worst goddamned go at me (don't even get me started on this but if any of the parents of my DDs year group who I've happened to speak to over this last week are on Mumsnet, it might be obvious who I am -hi).
I'm having repeated migraines at the moment, which I only found out a few weeks ago were migraines, I've been passing them off as bastarding headaches for most of my life and getting on with it unless I can't walk or am being sick.
Missed a parcel by seconds. Postie saw me arrive at the front door but he didn't get back out of his van. Didn't even drive off straight away. Gah.
And I stress-ate a whole packet of sliced chorizo last night and haven't been able to shake off the bitter end of the garlic taste, since. It's at the back of my throat!
I cba to write the rest. I hate this week.