My life has been a touch complicated lately...
I have this new job in Wolverhampton, the job itself is extremely stressful: 5 minutes consultations, most of which get lost in actually getting the dog/cat/ferret/whatever IN the consultation room.
Of course, because driving 100+ miles return a day is unsafe I have had to rent a room up there (a flat would have been too expensive), and here's the first problem: I have managed to end up with a sodden c*nt who thinks women are inferior beings and can/must be ordered around.
He is also deaf/stupid/fill the blank, and as a result his alarm goes on and on and on for HOURS in a row, usually starting 5 am.
I should move into a new room (hope it'll be a bit better) on wednesday, but as you can imagine the situation has been a constant source of stress, what with the ba*tard entering my room without permission/knocking etc.
Keeping Craig from paying the mo*on a visit and rearrnging his facial traits/internal organs distribution has also been no small feat, the puplets helped loads with that!
The training has of course suffered from this all, suffice to say that I had to drop the gym for 2 full weeks due to a stomach bug (couldn't eat anything at all, lost loads of fat tho

), and last week I only managed to fit 2 in, and only to assess the damage, thankfully not much apparently.
I'll start everything all over again next week hopefully, although I can already see dark clouds gathering before I move room, and stress at work is, of course, very unpredictable...
I'll manage somehow, and hopefully all this rest will help to increase my miserable bench

Craig: "you're like my own MILF, only with no kids".