bananafungus
Swapped my pillows out for new ones and now my bed feels all wrong. Usually I’m a two stacker but the new ones are far to fluffy to stack but also not fluffy enough on their own. I fear a night of tossing and turning is afoot.
Housemate and I are on the house hunt and we found this lovely house in a place we love, and in very fine print it says you aren’t allowed to use the carport/granny flat or the shed…
Why the fuck would I pay to use half the house/property, you’ve got to be fucking joking. What’s more is I don’t want to run into someone in the backyard every other day while I’m paying probably triple their rent. I don’t know maybe I’m being unreasonable, but it just seems ridiculous that you pay all this money to basically have a room mate you don’t even get to pick.
Neighbours have forgotten not everyone in the block wants to feel like they live in a night club…
Truly can’t wait to move in May, between party house central and the REA not disclosing they would be our neighbours until after signing the lease (still can’t believe there are no laws around disclosing something like that prior to signing the lease) I just want to get out.
Can’t stop eating the prosciutto stuffed olives I bought at the market yesterday! Every time I’m even remotely close to the kitchen I descend upon them like an animal.