From an observers point of view I’m guessing today wasn’t so bad. I had good energy levels, I felt hydrated, I’d had a good breakfast, I did everything right on the pre nuking prep front and I didn’t really even need to implement any clenching – I was overall in really good spirits. And a bonus? I solved the poohing without weeing mystery… You can 😜. Perhaps because it was Evie’s birthday? Happy birthday Evie Weevie. So generally all was good in my squatter eviction world until …
… the fucking bladder scanner revealed otherwise. Not just once, but FOUR f’king times! WTF? Once again I had the staff stumped. Where is your water going Prue??? There I am solving one mystery whilst simultaneously creating another. Great, I can now add Mystery Maker to squatter eviction resume.
After TWO HOURS of waiting for my umpteen litres to kindly show up in my bladder, I was nuked and finally evicted. Farrrk. Thankfully chauffeur Vic is nothing like my mother and has patience by the bucket load. Phew.
One more sleep and week three is done and dusted. Can’t wait.