After being woken at 3am to the sound of a howling cat (or possibly a hunting bunyip – you never know in rural Australia), I was bleary-eyed and irritable. To divest myself of this cloak of darkness, I decided to go for a walk. As soon as the sunlight brushed the treetops, I was pounding … More It just shows that nothing is ever straight-forward. Not even bunyips.
Me: It’s 11pm. Could you be a bit quieter please? Brain: No way, we need to think about all the stuff that might happen in the next week. Me: We can plan a bit, but it’s really important that we get some sleep. Brain: Yeah, sure. But what if you lose your job tomorrow? Me: … More Conversation between me and my brain
Obviously my IQ isn’t high enough to assemble my new bed frame. In fact, both my husband’s and mine together aren’t enough, nor with the neighbour’s included. Admittedly, it’s a frame from a designer shop, and I have no mechanical ingenuity, but still. After an hour of struggling, I said, “Maybe we should really read the manual.” … More Easy-to-assemble?
“Why has no one invented a coffee dispenser that can read your mind, start making the coffee, and deliver it to the bedside table even before you open your eyes?” I whined. “That’s what I’m for,” said my husband. “No you’re not, silly. You’re not just a coffee dispenser.” I smiled. He returned it and … More Decaf mornings
“I see you have your cranky pants on today” was the expression, I believe. I chose not to engage with the statement, but did throw a cream bun at my lovely bestie to show my dissatisfaction with her remark. I know I’m not super-happy-awesome all the time, but just because I don’t generally like a … More Cranky-pants