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My main moan is that I am going to Porto for a girly weekend this weekend and have just checked the weather - it says sunny and 22 degrees here and rainy and 19 degrees there :-(

It's 2:30 AM here and I am not even remotely tired.

I am so bored of being broke and sensible about paying off debt. I want to have fun!

Mr Liz's brother and his g/f are here for some kind of academic conference and our tiny house is crowded because of it.

Meh.

How come MrJaz gets a holiday and you don't? That doesn't seem fair.

JK2B, come on, Porto with the girls but a bit of rain or England working without the rain? I know which i'd prefer.

I'm quite happy at the moment, there's a lot we'd like to do but we don't have enough cash to cover it all and we have a bit of a credit card debt but nothing that's beyond us and we could be a lot worse off.

I was going to be made redundant (a good thing) but its been delayed 3 months.

Which means that doing the garden/roof/going on holiday are all going to be postponed/cancelled

I'm fat but, because of work, I don't have the motivation to get any exercise

The people I work with have a little kleek which I'm excluded from

I missed a friends Christening yesterday cos we got there late

I have no social life

My head hurts (and when it doesn't I have indigestion)

I am totally sick of having an OH who is seemingly unable to think for himself - where are my keys, how do you open this bottle, can you do this for me, can you do that for me - you're 30 for feck's sake, not three!

Also, his asthma medication isn't working and he is being an idiot about going to the doctors and getting it reviewed. He is driving me up the wall.

It's a stag holiday sunset so I may be able to tag along in disguise ? and he can't get out of it. He's also not long back from a stag weekend. I have a hen night to look forward to. Whoop.

We could go somewhere together but I'd end up putting it on my card so we'd have more to pay off. [:'(]

I want to go on holiday.

I want to move now (moving at end of August).

I want to lose weight quicker.

I am also lacking in the social life department.

Mr Platty has been in Amsterdam the past week and I need some adult interaction (he is back wednesday).

I wish I was doing something other than spending half my day net surfing and half my day looking after my daughter.

I went cycling yesterday for the first time in ages and my undercarriage feels like it's been kicked by a donkey. Have just nipped up to the Post Office, then the cycle shop (which was closed) and, despite my more than ample padding, cycling f'ing hurts!

H is being made redundant some time - may be the end of this month, maybe next month, maybe later . . . . who knows? But it's damned difficult to plan and I've yet to be convinced he'll study full time for the job he wants to train for. Oh, and will the cleaning be done while he's at home all day and I'm at work? I'm not taking any bets . . .

I have a new boss at work who seems intent on shaking up everything. I'm not averse to change, but I'd like it to be planned and managed, not just done for the sake of it

My pre-holiday diet has left me three pounds heavier ?

And breathe!

I feel your pain HS - mine is the same. He has an appointment tomorrow which I've had to change for him twice and when I reminded him to ask for it off work he told me there was no point as his boss would forget so he'd do it nearer the time. I mentioned it on Friday and got a "when is it" I said Tuesday - then I got a "OMG why didn't you remind me"

He also had an interview for a second job and I kept telling him to prepare for it but he is far too laid back and aparently it went terribly. It's not like we need the money or anything though ☹️

Actually I'm in a quite a good mood with him atm but I'm in a general foul mood this morning

I still have a headache and bad tummy from my hangover on Saturday

My hip is sore from doing Race for life yesterday

I'm not going on holiday this year

I can't afford to finish my garden the way I want

This is my last Monday being 27 [:'(] lol

I am sick of the fact that mr thinks it is ok to have a top range car in what ever he fancies then he has to have it re-maped to go faster and then bigger wheels blah blah blah but when i suggest a holiday we have no money ?

I am sick of the weeekends one day of the weekend he has to clean his god forsakin car, not just a quick clean, oh no we have to have snow foam, 2 buckets, a pressure washer and then i am left to tidy the house,

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Mr Dooby has been offered a job (which i think he really wants to go for) but which pays even less (in fact £300 less) per month than he's on now...and he's an absolute pittance how it is. The idea behind him finding another job was to increase his money not take a paycut. Also he's on the same money he was on 4 years ago (no cost of living nothing) and though my wages have gone up it's getting harder and harder to make ends meet and if he drops even further i'm not going to be able to make up the shortfall.

My boss is narked cos last wednesday i put an appointment in her diary for 11 this morning, she was about to start talking to the IT guy when the client turns up and she claims to know nothing about the appointment - perhaps if she'd done a better job of organising our computer training last week i'd have seen for 2 mins and been able to tell her about it! (seriously she was in the morning group 9 till 1 - which meant they got back to the office about 1.15 and i was in the afternoon group 1.30 - 5.00) so i just had time to buy a sandwich on my way down to the training place, no lunch break whatsoever, then when i came back to the office after 5.00 she'd legged it home. I must have seen her for about 5 mins total all last week plus i covered for another secretary and did the reception too.

Thanks for that i feel better for a rant!

This sounds very familiar - what kind of car has he got??

It a top of the range c-max, so not anything whoopdie flippin do but he has to have it spotless, and he now comments on other peoples cars, like i give a rats ass to be honest, he has always been car mad, so i knew that when we got together but i think he has got ocd in car cleaning, shame it doesnt rub off into the house,

My grandad has made my mum and uncle unhappy by the way he behaved when my nana died, and now there is a possibility we won't be able to go to her funeral if he decides to ban us. I will have to go down on the train on my own as MrSC starts his new job on Monday and so can't really take time off as quickly as that. It's going to be very stressful for all concerned and my mum had heart problems right up until she stopped contact with my grandad so I'm worried this will make them come back.

Lodger girl is in a funny mood with me and I don't know why. I suspect she will move out soon and I think it may be for the best. This morning we were due to come in together and go dog walking after work, which I could really do with to clear my head, but about 5 minutes before we were due to leave she suddenly said 'I'm not feeling great, can we go in separately and I walk Cassie alone today' leaving me feeling like I'm in the dog house. It's so frustrating because I know she's not happy for some reason to do with our living situation but whenever I ask her she just says everything's fine which it clearly isn't.

I am making no headway on my OU assignment which was due last week and am therefore delaying the next bit of the course so will have to work like a crazy person to get it all finished in time - think I will end up borrowing work's laptop and taking it home to the funeral with me to get some work done on the train etc.

Running has hit a complete halt too due to all this other stuff but I'm going to try to go tonight to clear my head a bit.

Oh and we traipsed 100ish miles to a wedding reception which was terrible, and the friends we were supposed to meet which would have made the long trip and hotel room more worthwhile couldn't make it because they were ill.

Ugh, sorry, that was a long'un!

I know exactly where you're coming from...Mr Dooby has a Clio 197 and it's a lovely car but virtually every weekend he's out there washing it ( pressure washer, 2 buckets of water, lambswool wash mitt, pots of meguiars car cleaning gloop) and then at least once a month he spends a whole afternoon waxing it and putting this potion on the plastic trim, that potion on the wheels etc etc.

It does look good when it's done (it's a black car) but honestly come monday night it's been sat in a town car park all day and it's flilthy again. He does sometimes give my car a wash too but given as mine lives outside and his is in the garage i'm much less fussed about it.

The car I drive is stinking atm. Our insurance is costing a fortune due to H's crash and the fancy newer car and the uninsured driver so I'm bearing the brunt of the extra premium too. The chances of it getting settled are looking highly unlikely. Fecker other driver. Fecking cars as well.

? to everyone on the sad bench ?

Shall we all go on holiday together?

We are moving to Dubai next month - which is very exciting - no moan there - but there is so much to organise and my head is close to exploding - so many forms to fill in and people to contact blah blah blah. Its also costing us a fortune to sort our house out ready for the tenants and I can't take any more DIY - I'm constantly covered in paint and I'm fed up.

P.s if anyone has any tips for moving abroad they would be most gratefully received. Moan over

My moan today is that my leg really, really hurts. It seems that I've bruised it somehow but I don't know how. All I do know is it kept waking me up in the night making me feel ouch ....

does he go on a forum where they talk about car cleaning, detailing world i think it is called

and yes i am up for the lts all go on holibobs together

I found out my grandad has Parkinsons

Dimwits are scuppering my work projects

I've argued with my husband

I'm eating rubbish

6 weeks after someone crashed into my car i'm housebound, drugged up to my eyeballs and getting worse not better. now waiting for a referral to a neurologist.

I hurt all the time and can basically do nothing, even doing nothing hurts.

Sounds familiar, i think Mr Dooby is on detailing world

Despite getting paid last Wednesday, I have less than £300 to last til the end of June. Time to call in a few debts.

I have knackered my back from a weekend of gardening and cleaning. Ouch.

I am a little annoyed at having to remind OH of everything we have coming up over the next week, every week due to his inability to a) buy a diary and b) remember anything

I am monumentally bored at work.

I am fed up of being skint and can't wait to get tenants in to my place and move in with OH.

I can't get tenants in until my dad has finished my kitchen. He is unable to do this because he's on his 4th holiday since starting it in February.

BB is about to start and I fecking HATE it. I do my best to ignore it but it takes over the papers, websites and magazines so there is no escape from it unless I want to cut off all communication with the outside world ?

I am a fat munter.

We are having our bathroom done and its a nightmare been living out of a suitcase for 2 weeks. Bathroom suite is now in and we have moved back in but the plumber dropped a tap in our brand new acrylic bath and took a chip out of it. The yesterday we spotted a hairline crack in our brand new sink probably caused by the builders. The new boiler had to be taken apart because there was loads of stuff wrong. The light switch has been put on the wrong side and the shower that we ordered hasn't been sent despite being told 7-10 days delivery its now been nearly 2 weeks and all been very expensive more than we ever thought. I just want it all to end!! arghhh ?

I moan about needing to lose weight, but am going to the gym tonight and cannot be bothered.

Work is totally crap. I have 600 letters to go out by tomorrow evening, my boss who I need to help me is in a meeting until 5pm today, so I won't be able to start till tomorrow and since she has a meeting from 3pm tomorrow afternoon and won't be back, I have to do them by then. I also don't have enough paper to do it and no one will go down the road and get some and I was only told about all of this at 4pm Thursday when I don't work Friday's. ARGH.

H just had to decline a job due to the issue over pay, stupid agenda for fecking change. Don't know when he will be assimilated and no idea when we will get the back pay that we need.

Social worker was supposed to phone us back about starting adoption process and have heard nothing.

1. I hate my job. I don't want a change of career. I just don't want to work for a while. Unreasonable and unrealistic I know!
2. I hate my hair at the moment. It's too long and needs to be restyled, but I always have the same thing (long layers put in).
3. I am finding excuses not to run/work out as regularly-that is the start of a slippery slope!
4. I am not saving as I should/as agreed. All I want to do is go away as often as I can. I live for weekends and holidays. No sooner do we get back from one break, I am planning another. I need to get a grip and a reality check. Especially as this is causing tension with my lovely H.
5. I am feeling restless and demotivated. I hate being that way!

I have a hangover

I have a bit of a cold

I don't want to be at work, ever again. I want to loaf all day, and go shopping, and paint my toenails and play with my pu ssy. Oh, and have long drunken lunches with my friends, having first been for a leisurely visit to the gym, to tone maaaa wobbly ***.

I simply cannot be bothered to do any work today, and even if I could, I'm suffering from total creative blackout. My boss is back in the office in an hour and I have absolutely zilch to show her. I just want to go home to bed.

I've eaten far too much at lunch and so feel like a bloater of immense proportions.

I daren't look at my bank balance as I spent so much over the weekend.

None of my clients are responding to my emails, so I'm paranoid that they're all about to sack us, or have done moonlight flits.

• I'm tired and I don't feel well
• I've cut my finger
• I'm overweight by loads again
• I have an extremely stupid customer/soon to be ex customer but who I know will cause trouble if I stand my ground
• I have too much work to do and not enough hours it seems
• We are moving soon but I'm too busy at work to pack and sort stuff out so Mr T does nothing on his own and then moans I haven't done anything
• Plus loads more...........

• I'm tired
• The bloody infected wound on my foot *still* isn't healing
• I want to start training again but can't because of above
• Its a lovely day, OH is home and I can't ride my horses because of above
• I'm sick of wearing crocs and flip flops because of above
• Its going to be a tight month money wise this month

My weekend just reminded me of my divorce too much.

On Saturday I took my rings to sell them in Hatton Garden but the whole thing was so bloody mercenary that it really upset me and after the third shop I gave up and went home. They're going on eBay - I refuse to put myself through that ***. I wanted to go and buy running shoes but the DLR wasn't working and instead I went and sat on my balcony and felt sorry for myself. I sacked off a night out and went to bed early. This is extremely unlike me.

Then on Sunday, Sailor's Boy tournament didn't start until 3pm so it didn't look like he could come down. I went for lunch with an old friend which was lovely, but halfway through my ex-husband texted me, which just upset me in all honesty. Sailor Boy did come up to London but didn't get here until 9pm, we went for food and then went to bed. It was so lovely to see him and he'd bought me a really thoughful present but it just highlighted how infrequently we see one another.

I've just got a gloom on - my life really isn't that bad at all, I just think that the divorce reminder this weekend has left me deflated. Plus work is mental this week - again.