why does life have to be so complicated?

wifey is at work tmorra.
she is/we are (apparently)
expecting parcel deliveries.

we have a workman here all day friday.

lardthing has an interview tomorrow afternoon.
(apparently
she'll believe anything he says.)

whatever.

and i need to go shopping before saturday.

so,
it's up early,
and get my arse out tomorrow morning.

never mind.
life eh?