I got through a lot of photo editing today before I cracked an egg and called it quits.
(cracking an egg is like having a fit or getting annoyed/frustrated/peeved off)
While I was doing that, mum cleaned the kitchen, laundry and bathroom.
I hate house inspections. It's not enough that you pay them money, they want to come and snoop around to see that the house is being properly maintained too? Isn't this what they take a bond for? So that if you move out and there is damage to the house, they can dock your bond? It's just an invasion of privacy.
This is the second house inspection we have had in 6 months. They are bloody nosey. The last time they came I overheard the rental agent telling her assistant that this is the cleanest house she has ever inspected, yet three months later she wants to come through again?
Do the real estate think we have recently been to India, uncovered the long lost Jumanji board-game, smuggled it into Australia, got it home safely and started playing it? Because seriously, they are acting like the house could be full of flash floods and stampedes.
Maybe they think this is the Little House Of Horrors and we found a rare plant in the back yard, bought it inside and started feeding it meat so now it is hungry for humans.
After the day I've had, I kinda wish there was a big ass carnivore plant here so the real estate would leave us alone haha.
Blah, the flu makes me sooky and bitter. Can you tell? The tissues up my nose don't help. I'm all blocked and dizzy.
Gotta go, need to rest and my brother is flipping out because the internet is capped a week early. Big woopty doo. Wait 10 days and it will be zippy fast again.