And still The Rage marches on.
The Rage has manifested itself in many ways over the last few days.
My washing up bowl is in the bin. It has had a tiny, weeny split in it for weeks. Just at the top from lifting it up and tipping it out whilst water/pots are in it. The Split looked at me funny yesterday. So I threw the fucker away. Then had to go to town and get a new one as I have lost the plug for the sink.
My hair dryer also spent a brief time in the bin (luckily in the washing up bowl on top of all the rubbish). Its crime? The wire wouldn't wind up properly and I was sick of looking at it. Luckily when I brough the next lot out I rescued it.
I have also blitzed mine and DP's Double Wardrobe Of Doom. I had a pile of tops/bags/shoes/random crap that I was supposed to get a suitcase down for and shove in there until next summer. Binned the fuckers.
And I have eaten 4 Mince Pies with Brandy (from Co-op, very yum) in the last 17 or so hours. Had the last one this morning in temper because of the ongoing bollox and waste of police and public money that is Plebgate. FFS. Who actually gives a flying fuck? Seriously. It has gotten to the point of fucking ridiculous. An MP said a mean name to some police men who got the hump and reported him. Good lord, I'm glad those police don't work around here. A Pleb could be classed as a term of endearment. So what the actual fuck is Downing Street, the Police, The Indepdendant Police Commission Bollocks and anyone and everyone else still wasting money over it for?
If they were kids and one had come home and said 'Mummy, he called me a pleb' I'd just say 'You apologise and you apologise for whatever you did that made him call you a pleb. Now does anyone want an icepop?'
So yes the rage is still here. DD a bit worried. She's 9. It's her parents evening tonight. I don't like this teacher. And I have an ISHOO I need to discuss with her. About my DD. My DD is the only one who doesn't fill me with rage. More, with an overwhelming sense of protection. So now DD (and DP who has offered to go instead for the first time ever) are concerned that I will be ragefull at school. I may be. But I can guarantee DD will now have this ISHOO again. Nope. No she won't.