Hubby, angrily: "Didn't we say we were never effing going to get effing assembly furniture again?!?"
Me: "What other kind of furniture would we get?"
Hubby, in finest you're-an-idiot-tone-of-voice: "PRE-Assembled furniture!!!"
Behold, new addition to office...
In other news, have re-entered Immigration-Authority-Hell.
High time to organise self and get Citizenship. Indeed, could just not bother and continue to enjoy freedom from having to participate in elections and other such things - but, all things considered, better to have aussie passport.
Hello paperwork. Forms, forms, forms. This that and the other which has to be signed by such and such a person who has to have known you for atleast a year and bla bla bla - not easy at the best of times and certainly not when new to a place.
I understand standards have to be in place and rules followed. But honestly. Have been here since 2002, and am married to a local. Yet, have to have identity certified by someone who, for example, is boring enough to have worked at the post-office for five years. Hurrah.
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