Friday, 16 October 2009
There are times (like most of the time) when i feel like i am the only sane person in my house. Okay, okay, I know there is evidence to the contrary i.e. the giant football, the bungee jump, the cake...whatever!
But it seems there are just some things you can't get through to my family....
Like...if you leave your clothes in a heap on the bedroom floor, it does not automatically follow that the next day, they will not be washed and ironed and in your closet.
Or...once you have eaten all the food, it does not automatically replace itself, i do not have a magic refrigerator.
Even simple things, like, i can't be in two (or three) places at once, money doesn't grow on trees, and i only have one pair of hands.