I guess whoever is up earliest on a Thursday gets to make it, and isn’t being up really early cause enough for complaint in itself? Hmm, this is far too deep philosophy for so early in the morning.
Anyway. My main complaint this week is that our new neighbours have got a new tiny puppy. It’s a little bulldog type thing I believe, but absolutely tiny so even the couple of glimpses I’ve had of it running around the back garden it’s been mostly hidden in the grass.
The complain is not the existence of a new tiny neighbour, it’s that I can’t think of a not-socially awkward way of meeting it.
I demand to meet the puppy!
Anyway how’s your Thursday? Get it all off your chest before the weekend, that’s the healthy way.
One of those mornings where the fruit, the cereal AND the milk all ran out while getting breakfast, so the worktop was strewn with open boxes and containers and debris by the time I had filled a bowl. Plus the other half’s usual morning tea wasn’t there so I had to guess which of the dozen other fruit or herbal teas would be acceptable.
And then, we had had a new food and milk delivery thing and they had left it all (how many boxes? can we really eat all that? what the hell are half of these things?) over by the woodshed, and it’s raining, so a damp two-part excursion to retrieve it - and I needed some of that milk.
All before I had actually eaten anything or fully woken up.
Stuff going to work. I just want to get back under the duvet now.
This is the sort of thing that 100% would have me giving up on the day before it started. Christ.
That does sound rough! At least its friday tomorrow!