Light Affair? Rubbish.
Disentangling Christmas lights require the patience of a nun
And despite what you all might say, that’d i’d require more then just patience bla bla bla, i feel like a certified nun now
Scenario:
Little me wrestling with a string of entangled starry lights
“Ish…” Maneuver. Dip head under on strand. Where does that… But that’s under… What the…
“Urghhh…” Ok ok… so that hook is connected to that strand… There you go… unhook that…
How come that’s so stuck…?
“BWARGH!”
Fucking thing… fucking… annoying… lights…
“Baby are you okay?”
The boyfriend’s eyes flicker over to me for a nanosecond before resting on the tv again
His thumbs and fingers are busy twiddling furiously on the Xbox console
“Mmmm argh, some help would be nice.”
“Okay…”
Fine, i’m not blessed with height, so i had to hop to throw the lights around the tree abit
By the time i was done, his ass was still planted in front of some Superman game
“Baby i love you!” he chirped
I grunted in response
“Magehai… got cheebai boyfriend like this can die!” i thought vehemently to myself
Next, the baubles
Ikea totally conned our asses… now i know why the baubles were cheaper then usual… cos you have to meticulously tie all the strings on yourself!!!
“Baby want some chocolate?”
“I. Want. Some. Help.”
“But i don’t know what to do!”

In the end he helped me tie the strings on (like five only)
Never heard so many curses pass through his lips in five minutes before
“Stupid gay shit… urgh!”
How fun it is to torture boyfriends 
“I hate anything to do with artsy stuff! I hate designy things! I even hated my design teachers!”
“… do you hate me now?”
“YES.” 
“Awww….” 
Perhaps all the well we didn’t have some Christmas Tree Decorating Party
Cos my Martha side would prollie come out if someone hung the deco the wrong way
As did he
“You can’t hang that there!” i shrieked
“Why not?!” Fella losing patience already
“Because the one right next to it is the same design!!!”
“GOOD.”
“You hung this one right?” I pointed at a forlorn burgundy bauble
It looked forlorn because…
“Yes. Why? What’s wrong with it?” he challenged
“It’s not hanging! It’s like, resting on the branch.”
“GOOD.”
I couldn’t tahan and started laughing
Needless to state, in the end i still finished it up myself






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