I need a drink
I am not a happy bunny this evening.
The cats are in cattery. The Baron is working late, and I am lonely. I miss my babies.
The house is depressing. Boxes and bags everywhere. I want out. The pub sounds fantastic. Open roaring fires, and copious amounts of alcohol.
Except.........there has been a noticeable lack of roof falling this week. Enough to have prompted a little test. Which has so far not proved anything conclusive as the first fucker didn't work. The second was negative but since I am on the pill (with some big accidents this month) I can't be sure of dates. So I daren't drink until I am sure.
And, oh God, do I need a drink.
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