I'm a bit stressed and tired. I didn't have a great start to the day, I was expecting a delivery, it was supposed to be delivered Saturday but I was going to be out, so I arranged for it to be dropped off at their locker round the corner. No problem right, I do it with Amazon all the time. So I woke up to a message saying "Driver coudn't find address your delivery is being held at depot and will be delivered tomorrow". I was like, will it though? They said on Saturday it would be delivered today and the driver can't find their own effing locker so what guarantee do I have they'll find it tomorrow? So I started trying to get on to customer service and all I could get was ChatGPT, at which point the bastard bird next door started up it's loud tweeting yet again, they've clearly moved it right back on to my wall. A red mist descended (this wasn't 10 minutes after I woke up). Let's just say I've been hoarse all day from screaming and swearing at the wall/bird/neigbours. All quite unrepeatable. I just snapped. If they don't get the message they must be deaf. Which is ironic, because when I had fragments of ear plugs stuck in my ear I had my hearing tested and the ENT said my hearing for high frequencies was pretty bad and would I like a hearing aid? LOL, I said I could manage fine, unfortunately my rock concert damaged ear drums seem fine at picking up the high-pitched frequency of the yapping bird. Everyone I talk to says they would find it maddening too. Some days the first thing I hear when I walk into my house after working for 8 hours is the yapping bird. Other days it's the first thing I hear over my morning coffee. It's at exactly the right frequency to be extremely irritating. The worst thing is it went quiet for 5 days the other week, I could very faintly hear it if I strained. So they have somewhere in the house where it's better sound proofed. But then they move the fucking thing back, like they're taunting me with 5 days of what my peaceful living room could be like, then sticking two fingers up and putting the bird back against my wall.
Apart from this madness and merriment, I'm OK. I was quitting chocolate but I hit the shop up for a fix on the way home. 🤷