Sunday, 8 November 2009
But I didn't know what you wanted to keep. (Ermmm...ask me then)
I don't know what needs to go where. (See above)
You're so much quicker/better at it than me. (Only through necessity and forced practice at it)
I thought YOU'D like to organise it. (Derrr...)
But you are so good at organising. (Again...necessity)
You wrap things better than me/us. (Horse shit)
I know how you love that, I'd hate to break it. (Then don't)
You did it last time. (Not through choice)
I had no boxes. (Yes, like I have them hidden about my person on a daily basis)
Can't I do it later. (If only later ever arrived)
But I have loads of homework. (Okay, hard to argue with that)
I was going to go out with my friends. (Easy to argue with that)
And my all time favourite...
But I've been busy. (Of course, I sit on my arse drinking tea all day, so it gives me something to fill my empty days)
And also, how come every time I put something in the trash/recycle pile, one of you suddenly remembers its your favourite thing in the world...surely if it was, I would have seen you wear it/use it/play with it in the last decade???