I've decided to post an uncensored daily e-mail to Charlotte. Beware of the swearing and moaning.
Hi C,
How are you holding up there in the snow?
Snow ... !!
God it's really winter isn't it?
It's freezing cold in my house and one big ugly dirty mess. I think I'm almost at the end of where things end in a human being. The last 5 days have been crazy here. Digging holes, new natural gas, new electricity, new heating system, new fence, filling holes, cleaning dust, making coffee for all the men that walk in and out and it's just ME .... Bo's been working crazy hours from 5:30 to 22:00 and I alone have to run this crazy household and it's not making me prettier. I have a cowl sore the size of a big chocolate chip cookie in the corner of my mouth, my eyebrows need serious plucking, my hair needs a paint job and I need to be hooked up to a moveable radiator because I'm fucking cold. Last night, before I went to bed, I put all the stuff I was going to wear in the bed in the tumble dryer to get warm. I hope, and if the gods work with me, I'll be released out of this misery coming Tuesday when they open the holy pipes of natural gas in my home and I'll shout an Amen!!
Bloody hell, I have a strange man hovering my living room as I'm typing this ... I couldn't even remember Boris's name this morning when the heating man came at seven.
Seven!!!
Chat soon xox Yvonne
For those of you who wonder how my home is coming along.
And Charlotte replied.
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