if it's not one thing, it's another

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Dear 2016, I think we need to break up. I can't cope in a relationship with a year who assumes it's okay to haemorrhage money. First you desired two new tyres, then a fridge-freezer, now a blasted washing machine. It's funny, 2016. We talk about buying a new washer-dryer and then it breaks. Did you meddle with it? Are you that much of a consumer whore? Well, the joke is slightly on you. I knew that insurance policy would be worth it ... maybe we won't have to fork out money we don't have. But I still don't like you very much. And let's not mention the fact that you think it's fine to just give me all the evil illness bugs which are doing the rounds. Seriously 2016, it's just not going to work between us anymore. I'm sorry. It's not you, it's me. Now, bog off! Love, Me Xx {Can somebody wake me up when 2017 comes knocking, please?}