what a terrible terrible day.
I actually went on a night out last night, and booked a hotel to stay over and had some big laughs with friends, slight pain but nothing I couldn't handle.
went to bed at mightnight (such a rebel!) and woke up feeling fine.
the hotel had a late checkout policy which worked for me, I got a bit of a lie in and went to check out at 11:30
went to my car in the carpark to find glass everywhere, and the inside of my car in shambles. Someone had broken in, ripped my car apart and stolen my satnav/spare phone/chargers that were all hidden away in the glovebox. Had to file an incident with the police and asked the hotel to submit CCTV, with all the stress my bowels kicked off and had to go to the loo and of course was rushing and pushed too hard. pain pain pain. tears. more pain. Drove home sat on broken glass (the word play here is almost too perfect) and now I'm home alone with my windows boarded up as it's about to rain and I'm feeling so so rubbish. I don't get the best of luck in all honesty

there are some horrible horrible people in the world.
J