Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Always room for another phobia

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

21 September 2011

Always room for another phobia

We're at the beach this week, staying in cabins.

I've slept on many a bottom bunk in my life, but never before have I been scared that the top bunk would somehow fail in the middle of the night and crash down onto my sleeping body below.

Funny how things change.

6 comments:

Hippomanic Jen said...: Have a good holiday. This explains why I haven't caught you to chat, of course. Now we're going away, so I'll see you when we are both in our respective houses.; 22 September, 2011 08:46
Allegro ma non troppo said...: I still prefer your "a snake will fall off the top of the roller door into my arms when i open it" phobia!; 22 September, 2011 09:33
Andi said...: Worse yet: I will make the top bunk crash down on the body below me, and that will just be too humiliating.

And perhaps painful for the fellow below me!; 23 September, 2011 00:02
tinsenpup said...: It WOULD totally ruin any attempt at a heartfelt obituary to have to recount the cause of your death. Maybe we'd just go for: "Popular blogger, Givinya de Elba died last week doing what she loved best (sleeping). Her last words were, 'This'll make an awesome post.'"; 24 September, 2011 17:09
Givinya De Elba said...: That is so true. Every bit of it!

(Except for the word 'popular', but leave it in anyway.); 24 September, 2011 17:53
Anonymous said...: I'd never considered that possibility. If I ever have to sleep in a bunk bed this will come flooding back to haunt me...; 24 November, 2011 20:56

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21 September 2011

Always room for another phobia

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