This Covid restriction is getting old, and quite frankly I’ve had enough.
I’ve discussed the matter over a cup of coffee with my kitchen sink, and we both agree that the experience is quite draining.
I didn’t mention anything to the washing machine as she puts the wrong spin on everything .
Same with the fridge. He only gives me the cold shoulder.
I asked my bedside lamp, but she couldn’t shed any new light on the situation.
The vacuum cleaner was rather rude and told me to suck it up Princess.
The carpet advised me to sweep my feelings under the rug, however the fan was more upbeat and thought that the crisis would soon blow over.
The toilet looked a bit flushed and didn’t offer an opinion apart from "sit down".
The wall didn’t say a word either, just gave me a blank stare.
The doorknob was more forthcoming - told me to get a firm grip on the situation and move on.
The front door declared I was unhinged and the curtains told me to.....you guessed it - pull myself together.
Then the chair told me to table it, and the table remarked I didn’t have a leg to stand on.
When I told the table to break a leg, the mirror said that my comments reflected poorly on my thinking .
Can't wait for a long holiday and a break from all this