Seraphim's Journal of Muses

I wrote this entry a week or two ago but I didn't publish it, as I didn't want to sound like all I do is moan.... but then I thought, 'Hey, screw it.... it's my blog, I'm gonna moan.' So here it is.

The past few weeks really haven't been that good. Our water at home was turned off for a couple of days, depriving me of tea and baths. Two things which I need to survive. They say that civilisation is three meals away from revolution; well in this house we are three teas away from revolution. Both my honey and I are tea addicts, we rarely drink anything else.
Also, my temping job finishes tomorrow, so we will both be unemployed and desperate. Once again, three teas away from revolution, for the simple fact that we are running out of tea bags. Blah.
All my fish died. I know they weren't real fish, just pixel fish in some silly FishTycoon game, but I still invested a lot of time in them. Then something went wrong and they died. Waaaaa.
My parents are going away on holiday for a month. I'm guessing I won't miss them horrendously but my Mother does often help out with groceries and bills, so without a job and without Mum means.......teafree revolution.
My hair really, really needs a good cutting but I can't afford to get it done, and it's annoying the hell out of me.
I haven't been Scuba Diving for over 6 months and that makes me grumpy too.
Hmpf.

There we go. Now I am off to wait for Hubby to come back from the grocery store with nuts (I could live on nuts.) so that I can suggest to him YummY!'s idea about moving the nesting box.