I'm going to be swearing in this post so if you don't want to read it then that's OK, I just need to let it out somewhere.
Last chance to not read it!
I've just got off the phone to the Benefits bods and it was, to put it simply, a total fucking waste of time.
It said on the letter that if I wanted someone to fill in the form to phone them and they would arrange for someone to phone me back.
That's what I damn-well called them for.
The idiot woman I spoke to refused to do it for me and asked if I could get down to the CAB.
After repeating my fucking self three damn times that I couldn't get there, she asked if a family member or friend could fill it in for me. I stupidly said I lived with my husband but we had a blazing row last time he filled in the form for me but that didn't put her off, she was like a fucking dog with a bloody bone after that!
I was on the phone for 13 minutes and 43 seconds and the only thing I achieved was to have another blazing row with Steve, my mood to hit the floor and I'm no further fucking forward!
You can't say I didn't warn you about the swearing! lol
Where was I?
Oh yeah, Steve's agreed to fill in the form for me as long as I don't nag him about it, but it's only 3 weeks before the cut-off date!
I won't nag him about it until the weekend then I'll gently remind him and take it from there... it's 4 days without me even mentioning it, so hopefully that will be enough.
*heavy sigh*
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