I always dreaded going to the post office on Saturdays because the queues would be long, the packages would be piled up everywhere and nobody had their shit ready when it was their turn. This morning however, only person in there was paying bills and there was a few tubs on the ground of packages but nothing like what it used to be. The purse strings are tight here in the inner north.
In other news there are far too many pictures of me in my new passport of varying sizes and colors. 0/10 do not recommend.
I stole the pics his lordship didn’t use last time he had his passport done and they’re left fir random encounters in strange places around the house. Unexpected husband!
I always dreaded going to the post office on Saturdays because the queues would be long, the packages would be piled up everywhere and nobody had their shit ready when it was their turn. This morning however, only person in there was paying bills and there was a few tubs on the ground of packages but nothing like what it used to be. The purse strings are tight here in the inner north.
In other news there are far too many pictures of me in my new passport of varying sizes and colors. 0/10 do not recommend.
I stole the pics his lordship didn’t use last time he had his passport done and they’re left fir random encounters in strange places around the house. Unexpected husband!