I'm fed up!!

 The weather is bleedin awful again, yet another named storm battering us, galeforce winds and rain being hurled at the windows.  Stuff being blown around the car port and garden again last night, keeping us awake - well, me and Betty, she jumps up woofing at every noise outside, the wind seems to be worse in the back garden (my bedroom is at the back, husband's at the front) so it doesn't have as much of an impact on husband.  The green plastic cover on the raised bed that husband built last year has already ripped in the winds a couple of weeks ago, I have asked husband to remove it (he pinned it to the wooden base all around) several times already, but of course he forgets as he doesn't do things immediately when I ask him to.  So the damn thing is rattling noisily in the wind all the time and ripping even more.  I'll probably have to do it this afternoon when the rain stops, I'll just cut it off, it's so damaged already that there's no point in keeping it.

I can feel my mood is on a downward spiral at the moment, I'm so fed up with the weather (can't do anything about the weather, I know) and feel like we've been cooped up inside 4 walls for what seems like weeks and weeks.  I know the saying "There's no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothes" or something like that, blah blah.  But I really hate being out in cold, wet and windy conditions, regardless of what I'm wearing!  I can't cover my FACE up so my nose and cheeks get really cold, I hate getting wet, and the wind is so strong that it feels like it's going to blow me off my feet, I'm already unstable enough with my bad back, hips and left knee.  And if I fall (get blown) over, I'm worried I'll break a bone and who's going to pick me up anyway?  Husband couldn't, he's unstable enough himself.  I couldn't pick him up either if he fell over.  What a pair of old crocks we are.

I've got to get myself up out of this black pit.  Betty is sleeping peacefully, gently snoring, on my bed again.....oh to be a dog, fall asleep within seconds of lying down, and nothing to do when awake other than playing with toys (I've had to throw 2 of the new ones away already as she's ripped holes in them), eating and curling up on a blanket on the sofa, not a care in the world.  And to top it all off, the problem relative has reared their ugly head again this morning and is being a complete pain in the backside for no good reason.

Oh for a desert island!