Weekend was good. Saturday was birthday-with-Robert, and Sunday was extra-birthday-with-family.
Currently feeling tired, floppy, and annoyed with the enormous hellhole that is this house. There is no food in it, the cat has once again failed to tell the difference between the floor and the litter tray, and the entire place is generally unpleasant. I don't feel like I can ever make a difference to it, and I am unhappy. It seems like there is no point even starting to clear up because it's never going to stay tidy. It just gets worse.
I ought to be doing Japanese for my class tonight, writing thankyou letters, and actually being useful. Instead I am sitting about online feeling sick and pointless.
Currently feeling tired, floppy, and annoyed with the enormous hellhole that is this house. There is no food in it, the cat has once again failed to tell the difference between the floor and the litter tray, and the entire place is generally unpleasant. I don't feel like I can ever make a difference to it, and I am unhappy. It seems like there is no point even starting to clear up because it's never going to stay tidy. It just gets worse.
I ought to be doing Japanese for my class tonight, writing thankyou letters, and actually being useful. Instead I am sitting about online feeling sick and pointless.