So, I moved in to my new apartment this week. Cleaning, shifting, lifting, crap everywhere, not being able to find things when I needed them. It sucked. Then the phone wouldn’t connect. Then my tv didn’t work. Then my fridge died. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

This is one of those moments, which I admit are increasingly common, when I have to stand back and realise that I am not really in control of my life.

On the upside, I got tagged by Nat, which makes me giddy much.