Sunday

Our paranormal event at my workplace was a success but the four am finish and the nine thirty rise for three hours at work on the Sunday didn't make for good bedfellows. The mist of the morning made way for a sunny and busy trafficked day. So after work I wrestled with my new external DVD writer to the point where I wanted to punch this inanimate object full on the face. But cos I'm such a twat I placed it gently on the table and emailed someone more computer literate and moaned.
My landlord had entered my home the other day and today he handed me a bottle of 'Mould and Mildew remover'. "how you have your shower curtain is up to you but I would like this squirting on the grouting"
He said. How dirty did that make me feel? Jesus!
I pay him money every month to have the choice of where I keep my dust. If I never want to clean while I live here then I have the right to do that.
But...he is a good guy really and I have a lot to thank him for....so like a twat again...I cleaned my shower and bathroom. Now I wrestle with a slight feeling of being walked over.