f'n bugs: round 2

another day working from home, with jackhammers outside the window, with shitty work, and then having to move across to my mom's for an hour and then a waterfront mission, coming home exhausted, my mom upset because the exterminator didn't appear to do his job, getting mr smear showered and into bed then heading to my mom's to help her with her duvet (my mother and my wife are both terrible with duvets, meanwhile mr smear seems to be keen to help next time), coming home, eventually going to sleep on our floppy bed

waking up with a sore neck and shoulder for another not-great day, although better for being at work, an awkward chat with my manager, eventually coming home tired again and finding my wife upset because the exterminator really hadn't done his job and we're still dealing with an invisible invasion

f***.