The carpet fitting ended up a disaster. I didn’t sleep the entire night. I felt absolutely terrible due to not sleeping. I will be on the floor by my tutorial this evening. I can’t rearrange it so I have put my alarm on my phone in case I drop off when I’m on the sofa. I may be present tonight but my mind certainly won’t be working. The tutor taking the tutorial (who also happens to be my personal tutor) knows that I’m struggling at the moment so hopefully they won’t mind if I don’t interact as much as normal.
In regards to the carpets, the fitter unravelled the carpet only to find that it wasn’t the right length. The measurements that the carpet shop (the one that let us down originally) converted the measurements wrongly. The carpet fitter has given us the correct measurements so I called the company to get it swapped. Hopefully it can all be sorted next week after the company pick up the other carpet and drop off the right size. The fitter is happy to come back and seems available. I’m hoping there won’t be any more issues. I’m on the process of patching up my other carpet where the cut went wrong. It’s been hell and quite frankly I’ve had enough. I get moaned at by my mum for everything going wrong. I did my part. I can’t control other peoples actions. I wasn’t the weak link in the chain. I tried my absolute hardest to get everything to go to plan. I also don’t like massive hints about me gaining weight. I can see my weight gain. It doesn’t seem to be bothering me as much as certain others. Then the fan in my bathroom starts making loud noises. Eventually it just stopped working so I had to text my landlord to inform him that it was broken. That means I now have him popping in to fetch the fan. I’ve tried to avoid people for months but life has making me sociable due to circumstances. I’m tired. I need a break. It would also be nice if things stopped going wrong.