Just one of those days when you wish bed was a lifestyle choice. not having the nicest of days and the stupid sun is out which I am not used to because living in Wales is like living in black and white. And now I've gone from Wuthering Heights to Technicolor and it means I need to wash my windows because the shit is clear to the naked eye. I hate washing my windows which just makes me get all cinderella. Then the only cure for that is cheesecake, which I can't have because I'm diabetic. It's just a sea of ickyness and all of it is viewed through my stupid dirty windows :'(