Council tax letter came today and I just stared at it for twenty minutes

That £340 cleobetra hit from March feels like it happened to someone else, you know? Back then I was gonna clear the overdraft, fix the bathroom, take the Mrs somewhere. Now I'm sat here with a bonus that actually cleared clean for once—first time in weeks—and it's already earmarked for the water bill.

Can't even enjoy a green session anymore, just moves the debt around like furniture in a room too small