Unreasonable rant although not really unreasonable I’ve realised. I just need to vent.
As time has gone on I now understand people who don’t bother to leave their house outside work or go anywhere. Everything is such a faff!
Random Examples:
Drive my dogs and baby to the beach/park and my car breaks down, resulting in a 1.5 hour RAC wait with a crying baby and yapping dogs.
Nip the shop with baby just to grab some milk and baby has explosive poop, all through clothes. Resulting in being in a cramped cubicle trying to change babys full outfit and getting poop everywhere.
Go out for a drink with friends and taxi company doesn’t have enough drivers on, so then spend the next half an hour ringing around other taxi firms and a further wait of 1 hour.
Take baby swimming and the faff that goes into packing the swim bag for us both, sorting us out when we’re there and then getting me and a wet cold baby changed after. Then getting home and unpacking/washing everything.
Going on holiday. Nice? Yes. But the faff of transport/transfers/parking at airport. Sometimes a hotel the night before, arranging dog kennels. Shopping beforehand to pick up bits and bobs.Then packing, unpacking there, packing again to leave and then doing the laundry when you get home.
These all sound minor and it is, but it’s a faff and who can really be arsed, especially when you add in the general everyday unavoidable faffs of life of just going to work, housework, cooking dinner and general life admin.
I really now get why some people are just recluses, never go anywhere or do anything outside of work and essentials! Yes you get some fun in-between the faff of the activity itself, but for me the fun is overridden/lost by the faff surrounding it.
Rant over.