5 things I ask myself
1.Why when I constantly hoover the house do I find dust bunnies every day?
2. Why when I have done a white’s wash do I find a white sock hiding at the bottom of the laundry basket?
3. Why when I am short on time do I chose a cashier that ends up changing the toll roll or has to call a supervisor to ammend a transaction at the supermarket?
4. Why when I ask John what he would like for his Birthday does he always say,don’t bother about me I don’t need anything? (I am very tempted to teach him a lesson and not buy him a gift this year)
5. Why do I cry at everything? Sad and happy tears,adverts for charities,re-homing dogs,cruelty to those poor donkey’s,babies being born or watching the same movie for the tenth time and yet still crying at the sad or happy scenes? hormones maybe?