Rant number 238
It's not secret that I've had a shitty few weeks with the car and whatnot. With the help of my wife however we got back up and running.
And now like the proverbial fire following the frying pan, my keys have gone missing.
It really is one of those bloody situations that really could push me over the grumpy edge.
Being able to deal with problems is part of being a grown up, but sometimes these things can feel bloody relentless. I've spent my day wet and cold and walking up and down the hill I walked this morning in the hope of spotting my keys.
There should be some kind of amnesty that means that you get at least a couple of clear weeks between problems.
Crossed fingers the keys will appear, but that kind of relies on someone handing them in, as they just don't seem to be on the route!
What a bloody day!
Rant over.
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