Nearly screamed in the middle of Manchester when I realised the gingerbread man I got for my mum at the Christmas market had broken slightly.
A woman spent an hour glaring at me today because her husband and daughter took the two seats across the aisle from us on the train, and we wouldn't move from our seats so that she could sit with them. We would've done if there were any other double seats on the whole train, and if I wasn't pregnant and really struggling with my back and hips, NO, I am not standing on a train for an hour.
Then a woman glared at me because she was standing in the middle of the aisle on a less-crowded train so that she could have a conversation with a friend - there was a seat right there but no, she had to stand up and refuse to move to have this chat. OH squished past with ease because he's skinny. I had the nerve to accidentally nudge her with my bump because she wouldn't even just lean in a little to let us past, and she turned and glared at me so viciously, even after seeing the bump. 
Oh and I tried to reschedule an appointment with the consultant supposed to be on Christmas Eve (for fuck's sake, who arranges an appointment for Christmas Eve?) and the wanker guy on the phone made this tutting noise when I asked and said "Well, you'll have to speak to the midwife to make sure that's ok". I asked why and he kept saying "You'll just have to speak to the midwife, just to make sure that it's ok that you don't come in". It's a doctors appointment on Christmas fucking Eve - I may be young but I don't think I need an adult's permission to miss an appointment
so he says "I'll get the midwife to call you back in a couple of hours and you can ask to reschedule". That was 9am yesterday morning, heard nothing back and as far as I'm concerned I've let them know I won't be there so the onus is on them now.
Oh and we didn't have enough sweetcorn so my bowl of sweetcorn I was craving wasn't nearly substantial enough. My housemates have used most of our milk and then gone home for Xmas without replacing it. The snowman has fallen off the top of the Christmas tree and I don't have the energy to get up and find it and it's giving me the rage. I've run out of orange jellybeans.
I have a lot of rage today
