I can cope with the weather (still shite at the moment).
I can cope with the fact that I will have to do about three hours work at some point.
I can cope with the fact that my six month old is both very sick (most likely it's chicken pox but it could be measles) and teething like a banshee and is basically just not sleeping.
I can even cope with the fact that bike riding opportunities this weekend will be limited if not impossible.
But what I cannot cope with, what really boils my piss and is just so wrong in just so many ways, is that my new bike which was supposed to be ready on Wednesday is not even going to be ready before the weekend.
Instead, I will have to wait until next week and then hope I have the chance to skive work to collect it, which is about as likely as my son waking up tomorrow morning not covered in sores.