Wednesday 19 November 2008

me no like

After four long, sometimes hard years of living with the mother in law, we have finally spread our wings into our very first 'family home.' And after my years of wining to anyone who will listen to my sad stories of dealing with life with the MIL I have to admit I am slightly missing it- not the technicalities of living with her, just the fact now I have to do everything myself and also because this new house is really just a stop gap to our very own 'built and designed by us both' family home.
In the words of my almost two year old me no like many things about the new house. Here's a small selection:
1. me no like the fact Saf thinks she is on holiday and that she has somehow got it into her head that either a. shes turned into a teenager very quickly or b. shes gonna be a tearaway, but she will not go to bed until we go. Which makes her a nightmare to get up and out in the morning and also leaves me no time to sit down on my bloody expensive, yet so worth it sofa each night and go 'aaaahhhh time to relax.' Let alone get anything done like cleaning, ironing and all the other crap things that comes with being an adult.
2. me no like the way the back door locks like no other I've ever come across. Like, when your locking it you turn it the opposite way to the way you would think. It doesn't make sense in my small brain.
3. me no like the fact I've got no wardrobes yet and my spare room is actually a glorified jumble sale housing many million pairs of multicoloured Zara shoes, sandals and boots that I have collected over the years due to the fact I've got people on the inside with lovely discount cards. The spare room also houses three suitcases full of jeans, t-shirts, shirts and coats belonging to both of us, numerous crap presents people have given us that I wouldn't put in my dog house (if I had one) let alone my own house and one very large bed- a present from my mum, just because she had no room for it. This room, correction dump depresses me.
4. me no like the fact I have no broadband. (This is maybe the worst bit)
5 me no like the fact we are now always talking about money. It used to be I'd get a phone call to work to say meet me with tea, your going in the lorry and bring a notebook and calculator it's money chat time. I dreaded these calls but they only ever happened every couple of months- now it's like everyday.
There are probably a lot more things me no like, but right now I can't think of them, but when all is said is done me do like the fact I can run around my house stark naked if I wanted to and no one can tell me not to.
And I can have sex on my bloody expensive sofa if I want... ;)

1 comment:

Claire said...

Ahh the joys! At least it's YOUR back door, YOUR mess, YOUR money worries. And I hate to be the bearer of bad tidings but we've lived here for five years, we DO have wardrobes and our spare room still looks like an explosion in an Oxfam shop. Now stop whingeing and go have sex on your sofa!