Having a really shit week, which has come at the end of a really shit Feb. Not in a life or death way thankfully, so still plenty to be thankful for but more things breaking, job going down pan, reached end of tether with home schooling blah.
We've been looking for a little addition to our guinea pig herd and finally found the perfect fit in a local rescue. Just the most beautiul little pig who we reserved a couple of weeks ago. I've been gazing at her photo while we wait to pick her up next week whilst she's under 'pregnancy watch'. The kids have picked a name. You can probably guess where this is going but I messaged today to find out exactly when we can collect and she called back to say she's so sorry but she gave her to someone else at the weekend. Apparantly she thought they were me.
Not going to lie, I've been crying most of the evening. AIBU to be so upset by this.