Triple grumble.
1)
Big race on Sunday. don't have access to car, so dependent on a lift to get me and boat to race. Club arranges lifts. I message my 'driver', asking if we should meet on Sat to load up. No, meet on Sunday morning, he says.
Great. I live 10 miles out of town, really don't want to have to cycle in to town yet again, I'm tired.
Sat morning he messages me "Are you around, I want to get the bars and boats on the car today?"
2)
It is bank holiday, I'm exhausted from work.
I'll be working all of today and most of Monday. Then Tues - Fri attending a conference that I didn't want to attend, but boss insisted I go. Seemed to think it was personally important for my development. You know what is important for my development? Those in-company courses that I haven't had time to do that I am supposed to complete by mid-May.
3)
My lovely landlady and catcare. The cat-litter tray doesn't just need the poop scooping and fresh litter adding, you have to completely empty it sometimes and wash it. I've done it once when you were away, was going to do it again today; but you've just filled it up with a huge pile of cat litter (on top of wet litter). It honks with a nasal-clearing cloud of ammonia.