Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do

My cleaning lady discovered that my kitchen sink has sprung a leak – normally I’d fix it myself but that was the last straw… funny, everybody keeps telling me that I’ll get through this *difficult time* in my life with the detritus of the divorce whacking me upside the head whenever I’m not looking (just when I thought it was safe to go back in the water) but at this point I just don’t want to fucking hear it anymore. I know I’ll be fine – it’s what I do – I just don’t want to be in the middle of it right now. Waaaaah… and that’s realistically probably not the end of my whinging about it, but it’ll do for now.

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