you know what they say about too much of a good thing...

quote title - They say its a bad thing right? too much of the good is the bad.
Its like, when you eat cake everyday it doesn't seem like its so amazing anymore. Cakes not exciting, you don't get hyped up about cake anymore because cakes the norm. In-fact, you wouldn't miss cake if if evaporated for 10 years, because cake is just so average that you WANT Brussel sprouts just to give cake a little bit of a higher level.
Its similar to house I used to write about the pro's and con's of holidays. In the right hand THANK THE HEAVENS for some free time! then in the left hand, what are you going to do with that free time?
Since I left school, it seems like everyday is a holiday... which means that essentially, no day is a holiday.
We'll. Thats not entirely true.
I mean. I've got work Wednesday to Friday (and most Saturdays). But... I hate that. I hate working my Wed - Fri shifts because I have nobody but my customers to talk to - and even to them I say the same thing!! The only ounce of difference I get in the day is if somebody asks for cream or yoghurt with their cake. Other wise, its just "and would you like any sugar?", "thats $13;20", "butter is an extra 30 cents", "have a nice day!".

 I like talking to customers, even if it is repetition, because every single other person at my work is foreign and/or related by marriage. My managers, which are the ones who talk to me most, despite the language barrier - only talk to me to tell me when Im doing things WRONG, and that I'm forgetful. And they forget things too, but when they tell each other off it doesn't matter because they own the entire business AND they're married.
It's not the most motivational thing to endure 18 hours a week of being frowned upon or ignored.
What can I say? I'm a people person, and I brought this on myself.

Now that I've got the tip of the FML Iceberg off my chest, I'll get back to what I was saying about everyday being a holiday. I end up feeling pretty crap if I don't accomplish something in my spare days. So today I did dishes (about 5 times), washing (about 3 loads, washed/dried/folded/put away- even ironed), painted my nieces play house, cleaned the inside of the sky lights, flea'd and wormed the dogs (I hate you Tyson, and your stupid Im-not-eating-that-tablet attitude), lounge/dining room vacuumed, beds made and I cooked. Twice. I even made dinner, for my loving family.... Who weren't even coming home.... what a waste of cottage pie.... After I'd made it and realized that nobody was going to be here to eat it, I got put off eating it myself because its entire savory goodness was a WASTE.

So now Im sitting here, STILL BY MYSELF the the cottage pie COLD on the bench collecting dust, and Im thinking to myself "so, what have I accomplished today?"

I big fat nothing. Congratulations.