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I thought the upstairs area would be perfect, casi....but it amplifies everything by a million fold.
Better today, although there were tears about a missing magazine for a nerf gun and Mr 7had great joy in bringing back the lube from my side drawer that Mr 5 stole from my side drawer and hid it under his bed....and dobbing. |
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I ordered two cardboard boxes for transporting of cupcakes.
The lady selling said she would post 1st Class on Monday, therefore they would be with me today. This morning I got a standard PayPal receipt to tell me the goods were on their way, and had been sent 1st Class, Signed-For. Well I've had the post today, so I can only assume she posted them THIS MORNING instead. Note - today is Tuesday. This means that the post will come tomorrow, when there is no-one in, and will be taken back to the sorting office in town awaiting collection and signature. ARRRGH! If she'd been honest about posting them, I would have said, "Don't send it Signed-For, I'll leave a note for the postman to drop it over the gate." But no, I've waited in all morning for something that can't possibly arrive today (okay, I didn't really have any other plans!) but now I have to leave school on Weds, come home (approx 1 mile), collect the card, walk into town (another mile) and then walk home carrying a light but awkward sized packet. Why can't people just tell the bloody truth? Sigh. I know it's minor. But it is mildly irritating. |
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Seriously Ali, what's your technique for dealing with kids who are thumping each other in the back seat of car.
I have never participated in this form of argument not only because sibling and I get along fantastically for the most part, but because trying to argue with him is like yelling in a soundproof room-any antagonism just disappears into the ether immediately. However, when I was younger, I was often in the back seat while siblings tried to thump each other over the top of me. Have to say that at the time I didn't get it and I still don't, nor would I know how to handle it. |
Well, we did have a problem with this for a while, but it pissed me off to the max one time when we were coming home from the gold coast (at night) so much that I stopped the car, told them to get out, then drove off. I only went a couple of hundred metres, but since then, I've never had a problem.
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That wouldnt work with my 2, they'd just go about annoying each other.
You know we will be in the poo when the yanks wake up for cluttering up the board with chit chat :) |
fuck 'em. :)
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Theres a couple I would
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Sorry to bang on about my issues (no, I'm not really) but there has been a new twist.
Turns out eBay lady didn't lie to me. I went up town on the bus to get Grandad's fish n chips. As the bus passed the botto mof our path there was a Royal Mail van and a chap getting out of it with a package exactly the same size and shape as I expected mine to be. "Oh shoot," I said - now trained to school standards. Got home to find a card through the door - unable to deliver, needs signature. But there's a happy ending. A return ticket is the same price as an all-day ticket. Usually I decline the offer because I'm only intending to take one journey. Today - for no reason I can explain - I said, "Oh, go on then." So in fact I can go by bus to the sorting office and back. No extra walking tomorrow. And I'll be well prepared for the baking session Thursday afternoon. Gutted that I missed accepting delivery by about 7 minutes. Pleased I've got it sorted, and can leave good feedback. |
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I am mildly irritated at myself for having forgotten where I put my knife.
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Check where you hid the body.
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