It’s that time of the year again. Official holiday season. Boot weather. Berry lipstick. Christmas blues. Because I’m lonely as eff and stuck in the rut, craving turkey with cranberry sauce and not getting any.
(Speaking of not getting any, I DID buy myself a lot of presents so yeah, I’m sorted.)
I’m mostly done with my Christmas shopping. The only thing left over is sending stuff to friends in the States. Now, I’ve never done international shipping. Like, ever. So I obviously have no idea. When I took the box to the courier lady, she dropped a bombshell uglier than an elephant’s fart on me.
She said that the shipping would be $30 per kilo. And my box was like four kilos. It’s kind of embarrassing when the shipping costs more than the actual contents of the package. Obviously I went looking for cheaper alternatives. And when I got to the post office, it was bloody shut! Why, you stupid country, why do you take lunch breaks that last till 2045?!
And speaking of lunch breaks, I have a sneaking suspicion that this place I have my popcorn chicken is putting sleeping pills in my food. How else do you explain my falling asleep standing? I might have drooled all over the planet. Ugh.
Such a literal WTF Wednesday.
Help me out with my shipping problem, please, my lovely fellow bloggers. I don’t wanna eat candy I got someone else. Not again. No.