As I noted in my previous post, things have been difficult for the past few weeks. Fortunately, there seemed to be some light at the end of the tunnel - finally some movement on the house front, the long-awaited abating of the latest batch of IBS issues, and a much-needed weekend with the corresponding chance to rest a bit.
And then my teeth decided to act up. Naturally, they chose their moment for this - right at the start of a weekend, with a bank holiday to maximise the chances of the dentist still being closed on the Monday.
Yeah, it's not been a fun few days.