Loosing the will to live today. Arrived at work after a short day yesterday to find a whole bunch of stuff that had been inputted wrong and changed around for a client. Took me about an hour and a half to work out what the heck had been done to my simple spread sheet (the boss had got involved, thinking he knew best!!!!! No!!!) and then another hour or 2 to correct it and fish out the mistakes. Uuurgh. And now I have a client that I hate doing work for, which needs sorting for tomorrows VAT deadline. Arrrrgh. Worst thing is, I have no idea where I am up to in his work, as it keeps getting side-lined for more important things. (gladly, but it means I'm so lost!)
Not having thimble wees, having "drowning a continent" wee's and "torpedoes that could sink whole countries" poo's. Stretch marks have appeared on my boobs (luckily silvery pale ones as I'm so pale I reflect the sunlight!) and they are sneaking up under my belly/hips/sides. I keep attacking them with cream but they come back with force.
Foul mood, and DH isn't helping. I occasionally google-message him while we are both at work and he's just being a grumpy git. He is considering applying for a new job (which should be positive) but is just grumpy about everythinggggg. Just get over it, the company has screwed you over and theres NOTHING you can do about it, but JUST STOP SULKING. #Rage
Not really any real pregnancy moans, but I can't wait until I have a replacement sorted and can go on maternity leave, even if we will be unbelievably skint (lets try and live off £8k a year!! why not?! DH better get a new job before we resort to that again!). Can no longer go on our NCT course as he can't get time off work, and we can't afford it, and all our funding options would be based on what we are earning at the moment, which is soon to end. Interviewing for my replacement this week and next. Thank goodness.
21+4 & angryyyyyyyy.