Such a mother hen.

You know how much I dislike my landlords appearing at the house? And yet I still went into 'Oh, you poor dear! Out in the rain without a brolly?! Have a cup of tea!' mode (I may have actually said all those words, and did at least say something similar) when Deb appeared to show a girl around.

*facepalm*

The girl herself was fairly bubbly, and left herself about as much time as I did to find a house before her old let ran out, so I approve. XD

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You know something I really love about Alex?

Whenever I'm in a whirl of 'wah, I have to make a decision about something?!' (which involves panicking, wahhing, and appealing to anything that might look like an authority - if you squint - to make the descision for me) he smiles, listens to me wah about my options, and then shrugs and says something along the lines of 'It's your decision' or 'you're the only one who can decide'.

It's wonderfully freeing.


(Occassionally he'll point out logical inconsistancies and circular arguments when I'm being actually crazy in my wahhing, and I'm glad of that, too.)