So, got up nice and early this morning as I'm so behind on paperwork it was starting to keep me awake at night. Why is it that the phone never stops ringing on a Monday morning?? I finally got my work done when people decided to allow me that pleasure and left for a delightful night meeting to start at 6.30pm.

I drove for 2 and a half hours to get to this particular meeting, in the middle of no-where. I arrive to find half the people weren't attending who should have been, discovering my horrific journey in the torrential rain was for nothing.

After a very quick 2 hour meeting, with numourous cups of tea, I decided to start my journey home. I got into my car, got to the blackest, curviest road I've ever seen, and my NEW car decided it wasn't having it and promptly died. The language that came out of my mouth couldn't be repeated here without many readers blushing. The worst part of all, along with my car dying, my mobile battery decided to do the same bloody thing.

I then managed to get the car back to the hotel the meeting was at. The only phone number I could remember of a person at the meeting was of course..my boss. I called him to discover he was already on the motorway but the star that he is turned back round to pick me up. The only problem being we live acouple of hours from eachother.

So, the solution....a grovelling phone call to the soon to be ex-husband. His house is fairly close to my bosses, so had to call and explain I had no-where to go. The ultimate humiliation.

I now have the added pain of being driven back to my car in the morning...by the ex....to call the AA out and get to another meeting, 3 hours away by 10am.

You know when you think it just can't get any bit worse than it already it...and then you reach a new level of absolute shite.

Feeling very sorry for myself tonight...what a muppet. Tomorrow will be another day...it had just better be a good one!!