Monday

Scrappy day at work - managed to get a few things done and hopefully I'll be ahead of myself in the next few days.

I spent the best part of an hour on the phone to the specialist loss adjuster - he was nice enough but a brick wall. He's insisting that it's subsidence (it isn't) and that my bay should be repaired and retained, which I don't want and will be far more expensive. It will also take weeks to do the investigation. He really pissed me off and stressed me out. I emailed the planning office yesterday and I may just go through with the planning application regardless - I had a detailed quote from the most expensive builder in Hastings - it's way more than I thought - the windows being absurdly expensive. In all - it's been a very difficult day. Last night I opened some mail that I thought was a circular and it was a letter to say my insurance policy hadn't been paid - it turned out that the annual payment had failed because of the change in my card number last xmas - I had to rush home (I went into work) and deal with it - not easy on a Sunday night - and then I discovered that paying my water rates bill via the Santader Portal (they prefer) had actually paid into my HMRC account - so I have to pay it again. I was very, very pissed off.

In a make or break moment - I walked out of the studio at 3pm and walked into the cinema to get away from it all. I watched 'Arrival' - the big new Amy Adams film. I'll give it a 6 out of 10. I got bored, it was full of cardboard characters and bad science to paper the cracks. It also uses a non linear narrative to make a 'point' at the end of the film which is supposed to be a clever twist but is actually quite conceited. I also thought it relied on nuance rather than actual plot. Vital scenes were just suggested or underwritten. It was no 2001. I spent the entire 2 hours thinking about my finances instead.

I've come home and am re-heating pasta in a very unconventional manner that I don't want to go into. I may just go to bed and blot it all out.