Private to friends.
So, today was brutal at work. Mrs. Lestrange has been very problematic, more so than usual. It's clear something is bothering her and that she is not thrilled.
I value my life, so it's been a bit like walking around on eggshells.
Now that I'm officially off, I need alcohol, a lot of it, and quite possibly a sick note for work to dismiss me until she is in a much better mood.