One of the most annoying things to happen ever is when you're extremely tired and you go into your room and someone has taken the fucking sheets off your fucking bed and taken your fucking blankets away and you exclaim, "Where are my sheets!" and then there's a lot of laughing and a disembodied neanderthal voice says, "Do it yourself!" and it's quarter past twelve and all you wanted to do was go to sleep, not some great bed making pillowcase replacing putting on of duvet covers escapade.
So fuck you.
Making my bed at like, 3am when I'm super tired and close to tears = my least favourite thing ever
ReplyDeleteAnd it just happens far too often.
So, I'm feeling ya