Imma lose my shit

This evening has been a total test of completely losing my shit, having run around before the abstract closing hours of French stores (top tip: they close when they feel like it, so arrive when the fuck ever as it doesn’t really matter), I get home.nWhich you’d think that’s job done, but having to setup my new FatBit, with Kaja on the heat and trying to eat dinner pushed me to the limit.