I thought I was having a bad day mid-afternoon, but then it got worse.

Last night, at Rotaract, I opened a door, knowing there was someone behind me, but not how far. So I looked round to see where he was and when I looked back at the door it was swinging open further than 90 degrees and I was worried it was going to hit something. So I reached for it to stop it. At the same time it got as far as it was going to go and started swinging back. It hit my thumb really hard. It hurt last night, but I assumed it was stop. But no, it hurts more today because it hurts if I move it, and it's very hard not to move.

Then today, after spending the last hour of work not doing anything urgent, or that important really, five minutes before hometime someone decided they needed something doing urgently and it wasn't a quick something either.

So after leaving work late and being really hungry when I got in, I found my landlady is selling my flat, so I have just under four months to move out. Which given how stressful moving was last time, was not in my plan for a few years yet.

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