Bleurgh.

Why do I suddenly feel so crap? I think it's because I came home to a cold house (power cut) which is Drowning in Piles of Random Crap, and I feel like I can never change this. Even if I threw out all my stuff there would still be too much rubbish in this house. I need a week off work to just throw things out. Of course, I am taking a week of work (nearly) before Christmas, but I have to go and spend that with my family. (For those not on friends list, quick update - my mother is ill again and is having radiotherapy for a brain tumour. No, not good at all.)

I don't know what to do. I have enough money to pay for the Molly Maid people to come round and clean, but they couldn't even vaguely get at the bits that need cleaning right now, and they aren't paid to clear up my rubbish.

And I want SHELVES and Robert makes dubious faces whenever I mention them. Grrr.

I am grumpy and tired and hungry and crap, because I should be at Japanese. I am really not feeling good at all. And I'm so cold. I hate being cold. I have the heater on full blast and my hands are still not warm.