My issues are trivial compared to most, but GRRR...the roadworks outside my house are causing me major stress.
Quite apart from the fact that I have to perform elaborate shunts just to get into or out of my drive, have to "guess" which way the traffic lights are when leaving the house, and hope for the best (as I'm in the middle), and had to sprint up the road in my PJ bottoms last night to find a sympathetic neighbour who would house the Tesco delivery lorry while he unloaded my groceries....I came home just now to find half of my garden wall in the road.
Fortunately, it had literally just happened, and the nice man on the digger had flagged down the courier van and was taking his details. So it should be OK in the end, but it's an irritation I could do without.
Anyway, I am "Home Alone" The DCs had their whole-school 16km sponsored walk today, and they have all gone off with friends to recover. They sent the children off in year-groups - Y7, then Y8, Y9 etc. I texted DD2 half way through to see how she was getting on, and got the response "We Are Dying". I texted back "LOL", to which she replied "Never say that again, mother."
Turns out, she was overtaken, not just by DD1 (Y9) but also by DS and his mates (Y10). Not the keenest athlete, my youngest; a chip off the old block, you could say.
Bathroom man finally came around yesterday, so I have lots of "sourcing" to do. He should be able to do the work during November, so we will hopefully be all set by Christmas.
Anyway, Herbs, hope your upper lip remained stiff at school pickup, and MrsS - dust off your CV.