Its the little things in life….

Is there any felicity in the world such as finding a small chore unexpectedly done for you without someone being asked?   Turning about and seeing that someone has spontaneously cleared the table?   Pulled in the laundry?  Emptied the dishwasher and put all the clean dishes away?  Discovering someone else made your bed in the morning….

Nope…  that’s some of the good stuff, and it often goes overlooked.

“Thanks, I appreciate it.”   ๐Ÿ™‚

BTW – If a man empties a dishwasher and doesn’t break any dishes…. did it really happen?  ๐Ÿ˜‰
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Hey, you’re listening to K.R.A.P radio this morning… again!

mumble fuck… mumble fuck….

There is nothing quite so banal as breakfast radio.ย ย  And I resent having to wade through copious quantities of absolute mind numbing crap to get to the 30 sec traffic report.ย  This is the worst thing about my morning commute….. not the arseholes on the road who cut me off, not the numbskulls who cant seem to pick their fucking lane early, and not the morons who constantly block intersections in busy traffic.ย  Nope, as annoying as those piss poor wanker drivers are, it’s not these fuckwits that destroy my calm every morning…. it’s the radio hosts with the mentality ofย  seven year olds attempting to humour the masses that drive me nuts.

Somebody save me from the morning radio…ย  arghhhh!ย ย  If only they would just shut the fuck up!

Breakfast-radio-007

Day One

New job.

Everyone here have been saying to me all day –

“Don’t worry if this all seems overwhelming”

and

“It’s a lot to take in, but don’t panic”

and

“‘It’ll make sense eventually.”

Sorry?  Haven’t noticed anything even remotely ‘overwhelming’ yet… am I missing something or do they think I’m thick?
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