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ExiledWelshman
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Created because of a phone call I've just had.
The phone call was from the estate agent tasked with selling my house.
Some background - my wife and I are separated, she's in the property, we're trying to sell it before divorce stuff really kicks in.
There was a viewing this afternoon and, like a fool, I got my hopes up.
Apparently, the place was a mess. Shit everywhere, dirty dishes, laundry on the bedroom floor.
Yada fucking yada.
I'm fuming.
Not only is it enough that she was with someone else for a long time before I copped on, she can't keep the place even semi-respectable to be sold. We spent so much money making it look good and she treats it like that.
All I want is to be free of it and her so I can move on.
Bitch.
I'd like to say I feel better now, but I don't.
Feel free to vent in here Litsters. Or let it sink without trace.
Up to you.
The phone call was from the estate agent tasked with selling my house.
Some background - my wife and I are separated, she's in the property, we're trying to sell it before divorce stuff really kicks in.
There was a viewing this afternoon and, like a fool, I got my hopes up.
Apparently, the place was a mess. Shit everywhere, dirty dishes, laundry on the bedroom floor.
Yada fucking yada.
I'm fuming.
Not only is it enough that she was with someone else for a long time before I copped on, she can't keep the place even semi-respectable to be sold. We spent so much money making it look good and she treats it like that.
All I want is to be free of it and her so I can move on.
Bitch.
I'd like to say I feel better now, but I don't.
Feel free to vent in here Litsters. Or let it sink without trace.
Up to you.
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