and I've forgotten. I hate getting older, I forget everything.
A real downer of a day, I just do not want to go into work on Monday morning - I hate the place, I hate HER more but she's in from Tuesday and I really don;'t want to see her on Tuesday, or wednesday or thursday - I hate her hate her hate her.
Lounge is looking almost finished and put another flat pack together today plus tidied up my scrapping area and new desk - well Keirs old one which is much better than the one I had - Key taking old black-=ash one to tip tomorrow. I remember us putting that together and Keir was probably only about 6 - 8 years old. I wish we could turn back time.
I wish I could turn back time to the day that Key said he was giving his job up to open his own shop. Depressing stuff. Ireally never thought that at 54 I'd be going into YET another new job. I feel really low, really tired, really fed up and all because of Liz fucking Wood.
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