I didn't think my day was going to go very well today. After receiving an overdue notice in the mail for my husbands mobile, the idea of having to deal with Telstra made me roll my eyes like my daughter does when asked to do...well...anything really.
I ended up needing to call Telstra 3 times today. (I had a small brain explosion and couldn't figure out how to change some stuff and update some stuff and delete some stuff. Vague yes but my stupidity knows no bounds. Vagueness is the only mask I have.) And pleasantly enough, all three calls were wonderful. Which makes me wonder why is it that as soon as I cancel most of my services with them their customer service standards seem to actually become a standard. I haven't been getting my bills. Something I can verify as I am the type to start hyperventilating if a bill isn't paid the moment I receive it. Because I am such a good customer they removed the overdue fee from my account. Yay for pecuniary responsibility.
Today is football training for the Biped. He's coming home to get the boys because this year they are going to be ball boys. He's on his way home now. He just called to see if I wanted a large bag of prawns purchased. Mostly because he wants me to make this again.
And because he's an all round awesome Dad, he's going to bring home feminine hygiene products for his daughter. Which is saying something for a man who would send me out to buy his porn for him.