“I don’t have pet peeves. I have whole kennels of irritation.”
– Whoopi Goldberg
I have been home and back at work for only two days, but I am already in the tiniest, littlest, most miniscule fight with the cosmos. It’s a small thing really: just our car needing $600 worth of repairs. This is the same car that required $1500 this past September. I’ve retaliated like a grownup – dramatically glaring at my bank account and (continuing to) refuse to unpack my suitcase, but for essentials, until the weekend.
All I can say, darlings, is that it’s a bloody good thing my vacation was so relaxing because if it had not been, Aunty C. might be in a bit of a strop. And we wouldn’t want that, would we, universe?