Three things that, in the process of my new domestic partnership with
littlered2, I have been told are unreasonable:
- When purchasing landline phones, it is not reasonable to buy the £45 ones rather than the £20 ones "because they have a colour screen".
- It is not reasonable to own a towel that is too small to dry myself with, but which has my name stitched onto it and has velcro bits for easy wrapping around my waist.
- It is completely unreasonable to refuse to post things on a Saturday afternoon "because my dad always told me that people might set the letterbox on fire on Sunday".
Domesticity is otherwise going well. We get a desk and a bookcase and a DVD tower and more oven shelves delivered tomorrow; I've already replaced three lightbulbs and repressurised the boiler; I'm adapting well to leaving the house at 8:30 to catch the train; we have a tablecloth and a shoe-rack; we really should buy a microwave at some point, but haven't needed one yet.