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lizblackdog Jan. 20th, 2005 10:56 am)
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Very little to write, really. There's a man fixing the fence between here and next door, he turned up at nine, before I'd had a chance to poop scoop the back garden - I should have done it yesterday, but it rained all day... did it in a big hurry before my first cup of coffee, which wasn't nice.
Next door will be relieved, though. They're trying to sell their house, and it can't be very tempting to show buyers their back garden with no barrier whatever between it and the dogs' carefully-crafted reconstruction of one of the messier First World War battlefields (trenches, bones, chemical warfare... it's all there). We had them asking us politely last week just when the fence would be fixed - at that point, we hadn't heard from the agency the Housing Association employs to do repairs, so we weren't able to give a real answer, only that it would be "soon." Mum, of course, left this awkward conversation up to me - it wasn't made any easier by the fact that I'm not allowed to tell the neighbours this house belongs to a Housing Association. They all own theirs and she's convinced they'll look down on her if they know she doesn't... I think she's nuts, but it's her tenancy, I guess it's not my problem if she wants to be ashamed of it...
The foul moods and paranoia have passed. I have no words for how much I hate PMS. I think of myself as a reasonable person, and it's disconcerting (to say the least) to find myself alternating between weepy drama queen and Psycho Bitch from Hell. I've made an appointment for the 27th to see about getting Mirena fitted - that should get rid of this problem. Been meaning to get round to that for ages...