I've had a shit day, Ive got a bad cold, first thing this morning i had to go and calm my dm who has Covid and was panicking (in her 80s, widow, anxious). Picked my car up from the garage at a cost of 400 quid. Dog shat in the kitchen (ancient dog, didn't make it outside). Spent the rest of the day cleaning and doing laundry. Had to go and check on dm and make sure she was ok. Finally got to sit down on the sofa at about 8pm and dd had my lovely heated blanket thing. My heated blanket is my most prized possession. I asked her for it and she said no. I started feeling very cross (unusual for me I am normally very chill). She said - you can have it if you go and get me another blanket.
So I stood up, said 'oh forget it!' rather dramatically and flounced out, now I'm cosy in bed and thinking I rather enjoyed my little flounce and behaving like a teenager.