In the buff

I'm naked. Well almost, I decided to take my clothes off because I'm on my own in the house and I felt like it. I just hope no one comes to the door! I'm not in a particularly good mood. I had a crap day at work..it's checkout tuesday again, Bob was being patronising again, and Joan is off on hols, so I have no one to stick up for me. He thinks I'm an idiot. It was hot coming out of work, after hammering down all morning, the weather changed dramatically to hot sun, and I had heavy shopping bags, and then, guess what..the bloody bus didn't turn up so I had to get different bus which meant I had to walk a bit to get another bus so I could get home. The sun was so hot, and I missed the bus I wanted and my arms ached from carrying bags that I was nearly crying by the time I got to the bus stop. And when I got home, Pete texted me to say he wasn't coming round like he'd said, because his brother was visiting. I know it's not his fault, but I was upset anyway. I feel a bit better now, I had some tea and fed all the animals (one of my duties while my parents are away), watched some TV. I want to write, but my inspiration is a bit limited tonight. Maybe tomorrow. I'll stop now cos this is beginning to sound a little whingey and childish.