Impending Doom

Little to report back on this week other than a horrible sense of impending doom as my Ex is due to drop by any moment now. I'm hiding in my bedroom with the laptop and a family pack of supermarket brand biscuits hoping she doesn't come creeping. When she discovered Louise had arrived back in the UK she insisted on coming over. I initially resisted, insisting that Louise meet her on more neutral territory but when it became apparent that Louise could barely make it to the corner shop without breaking down I relinquished and allowed one visit from the Queen of Venom. I think that's the door now, over and out.