I think next year I would like to skip straight from January into March, thanks.
This time last year I was very ill. This year, I have a nasty chest cold and Hubby has pneumonia.
Add to that the-renos-that-never-end and this afternoon's LONG wait for a plumber... and well it all adds up to 5 letters: S-U-C-K-S.
Now I am off to sulk a little more... and call the plumber's dispatch... again.