Marriage is all about compromise. Which in my case means 'going camping with your husband's family at Easter'. Did I hate it as much as I expected to?
It’s Friday night. You’re sitting on the couch in your dressing gown. You briefly consider being a real human, putting on actual clothes, leaving the house and doing something. But then you remember: home delivery exists.
Here we are again. To be honest, I was a little disappointed when Married At First Sight time came around yet again. Channel 9 has managed to take an entertaining and enjoyable show and turn it into something that feels more like a marathon torture session.
The year is 1996. I’m in Grade 2 and my hobbies include ballet classes, reading The Saddle Club, and joining forces with my friends to perform Spice Girls routines for my classmates (I was Baby Spice, obviously). My arch nemesis is Rebecca Smith, because she has managed to collect every single one of the collectable Spice Girls photos (so not much has changed, really). Enter the greatest album the world has ever seen: Spice World.
You wake up in a hot sweat. You suddenly realise. That dream you just had that McDonad’s brought back the Nerds McFlurry was just that: a sweet dream. You’re devastated. Then, because life has a way of kicking you when you’re down, the second terrible realisation comes: it’s Valentine’s Day soon and you haven’t bought a gift.
Let’s be real: whether you’re sitting in a car crawling along the freeway, or squashed on a peak hour train between someone sniffling 15 times a minute and someone who thinks the whole world wants to listen to their crappy music, commutes suck. One scientifically-proven* way to make your commute suck just a little less is to listen to a podcast. And the good news is, there’s one for every interest!
The fun of being an adult never stops! Did you know you need to clean the things that clean things for you?