The rest of today

For the past few days I've been feeling as if I'm about to get a cold. My breath is hot, my hands are cold, I'm sneezing, coughing and splttering. So what. It's not the end of the world, although I want to try and have a rest once I get home. I'll have to get the dinner on first or it won't get done. Then when the washing machine finishes, I'll need to hang the washing up. I hate it when it doesn't smell fresh. Later on it will be the usual sort of evening. I only hope I'll get a bit of peace. I really am sick and tired of those cunts upstairs. I can't wait for them to move out in about six weeks time. That is going to drag.