Saturday night...

amateur night...this is something I agree with every Saturday night when I do not go out :). Like yesterday. Spent a really sad day doing chores like shopping, washing, ironing, watching telly...

Guess these are things that have to be done, but why me? Why aren't I rich enough to have a butler or something? Well, I used to have a live-in LB, but he never did any washing. Or ironing. Mind you, he did the shopping. And cooking. And...;)

Perhaps I don't have much to bitch about after all...