It’s Just Not Cricket, Nature!
Flashback to a few years ago when I had broken up with a live-in boyfriend, had a new apartment with a lovely patio and was trying to enjoy the change of seasons… I might respect all living creatures, but sorry...
Tagged: patio
home: out with the old
I never do “spring cleaning” in Spring. Usually my efforts at cleaning are fueled by guests coming over, or finally coming out of a depressed episode or because I end up watching a Hoarders marathon and do not want to...
home: BUTT OUT! …please?
In which my first world problem complaints about cigarette butts landing on my patio are vindicated with a not-strongly-worded-at-all memo from the management.