Tranquil, tranquil, tranquil.

I watched so much football/rugby/league over the weekend they have all kind of blurred into one big game, but my favourite was spending Saturday morning on the couch with Horatio, a doona and a hot coffee, yelling at the Socceroo’s game.

Wasn’t it something? Even Chuy was thrilled.

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They played bravely but lost to Chile 3-1. I spent a large part of the game tweeting with my friend Steve, who was a soccer novice but was quite beside himself with the aesthetic quality of the players. He is now a fan, but wishes that the shorts where shorter and the tops were sleeveless.

At the end of the game, tensions spilled over and a bit of argy barry began. The ref jumped in between the players and simply screamed….

“TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL”

The argy-bargy dissipated and the whole scene left me inspired. It was that simple. So here is a list of things that give me the shits, that now when I am presented with, I am simply going to scream “TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL” to set things right again.

Muddy football boots being walked through the entire house -“TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL”

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Me putting up this picture on my Facebook page and some delicate follower being so offended that I am reported to Facebook and now my page is suspended. Facebook has a MAJOR GOD-LIKE complex. “TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL”

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Sydney traffic on the weekend. Peak hour Saturday, ALL DAY! “TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL”

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  • Opening a large electricity bill.
  • Going to put on a new jacket and finding the security tag attached
  • Waiting and hoping that the groceries are delivered before 9am because you have an appointment at 9am and you ticked the box that said deliver between 6am and 9am but you always get a text at 9am telling you that your delivery is running 3 hours late and this happens every Monday but you still try to insist that it is making your life easier by getting the groceries delivered but instead it is making you stressed because they are NEVER fucking on time.
  • New Hormonal Monday morning zit on cheek just after you are recovering from one on your chin.
  • Having no dryer
  • Having no coffee machine

“TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL, TRANQUIL”

What has got you un-tranquil?