What’s wrong with this picture?
There are only a few things that really and truly drive me mental.
When Lucy asks me “Why?” after every.single. thing. I say, I feel a bit grumpy.
When people comment that Lucy clearly got my personality, I get a bit miffed, but for the most part, I deal.
Assumptions that because we rent from my parents, we are very well off financially make me a little stabbity. (We pay FULL rent, and half of all utilities on one monthly income, people.)
Comments about me STILL not having an open license make me feel like a failure, but I won’t let you see that.
Empty toilet rolls, and empty toilet roll holders? Lock me up in a padded cell because I may kill you.
OhMiFreakingGod. The most annoying thing you can do to someone is leave the toilet with no toilet paper in it.
Do you know the feeling of utter hopelessness that comes over a person when you’re home alone and have to do “the walk”? And don’t get me started on how much worse it is when your pregnant with the blader control of a leaky faucet and you notice on the way IN that there’s no paper but if you don’t get in there now you’ll be paying for carpet cleaning?
Please. For the love of all that is hygiene, replace the damn toilet rolls.