Ok, so look at that blog heading, A BOLD STATEMENT IF I EVER HEARD ONE. The secondary title to that is "PETTY THINGS THAT GIVE ME THE SHITS", I THINK this is number three for official petty things in the blog.
OK, do you know what I HATE with a PASSION? BUTTONS OR POPPERS ON DOONA/DUVET/COMFORTER/QUILT COVERS. They are the most useless things KNOWN TO MAN. I am so anally retentive and bothered by them, that if I kick some open and hear them pop in the middle of the night, I am forced at 4am to get up, feel around in the dark to press them all together. I have to check the bottom of the bed every night before I go to sleep to see if the buttons are all done up. The stupidness of the DOONA COVER OF WONDER is that it has button closure, but like 30cm up from the end n the underside of the doona. Right where my feet lie, when I am curled up with it tucked under my chin, so one too-enthusiastic leg kick means that 4 buttons undo and I have to sit up and DO THEM UP AGAIN. Impossible for me to leave.
MANCHESTER MANUFACTURERS OF THE WORLD, I IMPLORE YOU TO ADD A ZIP CLOSURE INSTEAD OF BUTTON OR POPPER, IT WILL MAKE ME VERY HAPPY.
Other than that, the air con is STILL NOT FIXED. The aircon (was trying to think of an offensive word here to describe him, but not toooooo offensive), anyway the AIRCON LOSER-FLAKE-OVERTALKER GUY was here yesterday, but as he left our remote in his glovebox for 4 days in 35 degree heat, it's now broken and needs to be replaced too. Can I say how much I dislike him? He is so unreliable, gives a million excuses and if our aircon ever breaks down again, I would rather live without it than deal with him again. I have been having middle of the night anxiety about it, which is NO GOOD AT ALL.
Hot weather has led to lots of bathtime fun on the balcony or in the shade of the tree ferns. Apart from this morning, when an unprecedented morning shower had to take place as Ruby was deciding if rubbing vegemite on toast in her hair would give her luscious salon-quality style and glossiness. The answer is no, it doesn't.
Only two more sleeps till the BEACH HOLIDAY. DrMr has been working all weekend so he doesn't have to think too much about work next week, which is understandable and good to do so we can relax together next week, but also extremely tedious as Rubes and I have been stuck indoors waiting for the stupid and very unreliable aircon man.
Trying not to look at how many orders I need to send out before we leave, time to stop procrastinating.