UKCasual

My garage door is stuck in the halfway position and off track. I had to barricade a bunch of stuff against the gap to block entry and will need to call a pro out to get this sorted. Pretty moan worthy imo

Just received a letter this morning with the schedule of engineering works on the railway out the back. Every Saturday night in July plus the first one in August. 11pm - 6am. As if I'm not already going to be run ragged with the kids off. I mean, I understand why and don't have any fundamental objections. And being so close to a station is a big positive. But still. Urgh.

I posted this on the Wednesday Whinge thread yesterday but it still very much applies so I'm going to moan about it again.

I slipped a disc in my spine a couple of weeks ago and my mobility is still limited and the pain is still bad. Our downstairs neighbour doesn’t seem to understand the concept of doorstops and instead he just slams his doors all day over and over again, maybe he’s pissed off at me because I stomped on the floor when he was playing loud music at midnight. On top of that there’s the bloke next door who has one of the most vile sounding smokers coughs I’ve ever heard, gets up for work at 4am and sounds like he’s wretching, lovely to be woken up by that. Plus the whole building constantly stinks of weed from another downstairs neighbour. Oh and we’re on the top floor so it’s been a million degrees. Urgh I can’t wait to not live in a block of flats anymore…but oh wait mortgage rates are fucked so no house for us yet - if ever.

Fwiw, I think these whinge / moan threads really help. I hate this archaic idea that we should just deal with everything and never talk about it. Moaning about shit is healthy, it gives you a small outlet so that you can keep functioning.

Woke up with a bleeding nose this morning, bit pissed off about that

wasps set up nest in the compost, called a man in, cost me £55 for two squirts of the poison. Guess am paying for him knowing hte right poison and where to squirt it... Also danger money...lots of danger money

I have a presentation on Monday, and I've had a month to prepare for it, but I'm not ready. I'm gonna try to get it done tomorrow, but I know full well that I'll be working on it over the weekend. :( (yeah, I'm super ADHD-i)

Also, work in general is just awful. I'm so sick of giving away so much of my life and not getting to spend quality time with those I care about.

Minor moans, but moans nonetheless.

I swear the pollen levels have been super high the last few days! My sinuses are all over the place and the antihistamines aren't doing enough to help

Ah complaints day. My time to shine.

• Forgot to take my antihistamine last night so woke up a mess. I'll be fine when it kicks in but right now, hmph!
• Apparently Walkers have come out with a Wotsit flavour crisp, which sounds like it could be great, but it's limited time only so what's even the point in trying them because even if they're nice they'll get taken away.
• Got invited to something fun and I really do want to go but it's a 3-leg, 3.5 hour public transport journey each way and my tolerance for that kind of thing is much lower now I'm getting old.
• Ordered some blackout curtain liners to help other half stop waking up at 5am, but I picked the wrong ones and now have to faff about sending them back.
• There's some kind of work going on in the street outside (after two weeks of them setting up some fences around it and just disappearing) and the noise makes me want to chop my own head off.

First world problems I know, but they add up!

(I swear I am a happy person really)

Air con has just broken on my car. £500 gone poof

Just sneaking in at 11 mins to midnight. I got a train up to Newcastle today; due to some dickheads trespassing on the lines (apparently at Southampton), it affected the trains all the way up the country. Was supposed to arrive at half 5, ended up arriving after 8. Boooooo, UK trains, boooo.

Youngest wean is sorely testing my patience at the moment. Can't say anything to him about his behaviour or he goes off on one with this sense of entitlement.

He got it from me this morning for snapping at me when told to get his shoes on to leave. Speaking to him on way to school about the way he speaks to me is apparently just me "keep bringing it up" and again talking to me like a piece of shit as if I'm one of his daft wee school pals. He got marched back up the road and given a bollocking.

Tell him off or lecture him and he's like a mini Karen condensed into the body of a 12 year old with the way he goes off on one. I suspect it's these stupid wee youtuber pricks so he's lost youtube privileges and took the PS out his room. He's the youngest of 6 and I've never been spoken to by any of the other weans the way he does sometimes. Wee dobber!

Australian TV cricket coverage. I'm sure there's worse but I have yet to discover it.

Mother in law has come round to help out with the gardening. However, our bin collectors were on strike last week and the garden waste bin is still full to the brim, so I'm not sure what's happening with today's cuttings.

I'm pretty sure she's going to sign me up for a trip to the recycling centre on Saturday morning. Urgh.

Someone decided that 3:30am would be a good idea to do some DIY so I got woken up by hammering, drills and other power tool use from a street over to mine.

it's too hot in london today

I have to go golfing today but its really early 7am tee time and it will be cold in the morning and hot in the afternoon and there is no way to dress appropriately.

Had today booked off work for no reason in particular so I thought it would be good idea to have a "few" pints in the pub last night, it wasn't a good idea and I've spent all day feeling like shit and wasted the day off

Bloody forgot to put a pound coin in my purse, I get to the trolleys at Tesco's and I need to put a pound coin in but I pay with my phone and only have notes on me and nobody else has change.

Bout time we upgraded and didn't need to rely on coin slots! or how about we get more machines so I can get change out? Nobody has cash anymore! I just want to get a trolley out I've done in my shoulder sleeping...

I mean I could get one of those small trolley coins, like always I have procrastinated and so I'm here opting to moan about it instead like any good brit!