'Today is a good day' I wrote yesterday.
Well, today it swung the other way, and I am currently taking a break from shedding the tears of frustration pent up inside me.
The trip did not happen.
He is not talking to me (I hope he's okay... Out of credit... Something...).
I can hardly move. Karate was good, but going hiking the day after was not a great suggestion. Next round of Karate is tomorrow.
My car got fucked over by a pothole. She needs love and attention. She still runs, but there are some... alterations. The easiest thing to fix was the number plate, now pinned on with a hair grip...
Trying to fix the car in that heat, stuck on the moor, the sunburn finally replaced the sun protection.
The sunstroke is starting to kick in and I do not feel terribly good.
I am sat here, in the dark, with a box of tissues. The light hurts my eyes. The tissues are not great company.
All I want right now is a big hug and a kind ear. And possibly a shoulder.