I haven't even got the will to type it up, it was just a shocking, shitty day. Awful. We have two nice days and then, as always at the end of the weekend, we get the backlash.
DSS has royally ruined his own day, he's ended up in bed 1.5 hours early in a total bad mood, but DP and I had no bloody option, it was push push push, test test test all day.
I love him, but grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
I need
... and I don't even drink! I have a cake just baked and am going to eat the entire thing now.