Today I spent most of the morning lying in bed with a hot water bottle in agony as ravaging cramps so severe even pain killer couldn’t touch them tore through my uterus. Some stupid people came to view the house. It gets on my nerves- they invade your home like a plague and stare at you as if it is some kind of human zoo. It’s getting ridiculous as none of them seem even interested in buying it, they’re just being nosey. There has been millions of them coming recently, all swarming in droves so they can critiszie the house: “You can smell the dogs”, “It doesn’t have fitted wardrobes”, “It’s too small”, “It’s in the entrance of the estate”, “We’ve seen much better”, “It’s too expensive”…those are just some of the pathetic excuses given for not buying it. I really do hate it, having your house invaded by strangers everyday, I wish they would just get lost.
We went into Glasgow and looked round the St Enoch Centre. I managed to get through a shipping trip for the forth time without spending any money. I usually spend money the second I get it. Grandma was getting on my nerves again because she can’t accept the fact that we live here now and we aren’t moving back to Newcastle.