War has been declared on the estate.
More about that another time, but I am SEETHING. Never in my life have I experienced such a rude, screaming self-righteous French woman in my life.
I don't think she quite realises who she has picked a fight with. Not Peas On Toast. But rather a heavily pregnant persona of the latter, who can't even put on her own shoes without assistance anymore.
My fuse is henceforth ridiculously short for purposefully difficult stupid people right now.
Literally need to find a way to calm down.