I recently posted about my husband ranting and swearing because he was struggling to mend the dishwasher (and I laughed every time he shouted and swore). New dishwasher arrived at 9am today, and he's still faffing about trying to install it (it's integrated). He says the screws they've sent are too short, so he's found some in his very messy shed. Now the door won't close. Swearing, shouting, etc/ BUT this time, I haven't got any Bailey's to enjoy 
People being over fussy about cat welfare
Anyone else struggle with this?
Support and friendship for those whose lives have been affected by estrangement.



