Oh wait, I spoke too soon

This really is me. Irony? I haz it.

Anyway, it's been a while, Twitter seems to have distilled my essence. Or robbed me of an attention span longer than 30 seconds. I'll let you be the judge of that.
At the moment I am mainly fed ups with haemorraging money (MOT, leaky car doors, exploding food mixer, exploding microwave, exploding bathroom lights, housey crap needing done).
On the plus side I haz lost a stone in the past year, all my trousers are falling down, and I don't appear to have a bun in the oven when I look in the mirror anymore. This pleases me.
Now I just need to fix my wonky mindset and my world will be a better place.
One step at a time.