My beautiful daughter was turning 11 and I wanted to spoil her. She was so well behaved and always did what she had to without whinging. She was a mini adult, finding great joy in helping me with the most mundane tasks. She was my princess and I wanted to treat her like she was. She didn’t often get presents and rarely asked for them. She had a large group of friends at school and from her gymnastics class whom she wanted to invite to her party. We had spoken about party games and what she wanted to happen on the day. We spoke about Party Invitations and what style she would like. She told me she wanted pink and green Girls Invitations sent out to her friends. She wanted to have a yellow butterfly on the front. Once we started looking at the examples on the internet there was a lot of invitations that she liked. I looked up a Childrens Invitations creator and producer and placed an order for twenty invitations. My daughter loved her choice and wanted to keep one for herself to put in her diary. After we had arranged the invitations, we were off to the shopping centre to pick up some things for the party. We looked at party games, prizes, goodie bags and lots of other things. My daughter saw some children’s costumes in one of the stores and asked her if she could have a costume party. I told her it was already too late because we had already done all the invitations but I told her to choose a costume that she liked and she could wear it to her party. When she asked me about wearing a costume when nobody else was, I told her she was special, it was her special day, she could wear whatever she wanted!
I am sitting in the middle of a huge kids jumping castle hire Melbourne castle, waiting for someone to come and play with me. My name is Tim, and I’m very lonely. I have been known as Tim for about 200 years now. Before that, I was also known as Tim, but more commonly as Timothy Klaxon, the man who lived down the street, and before that, little Timmy Klaxon, the boy who lived down the street. It was when I hit about 50 years old, and I still looked as though I was 28 that I thought that something was different with me. It was like that for about 30 years, and I stayed the same as I was a long time ago. I stopped aging, I found out, and my cells heal a lot faster than anyone else’s in the world. I am utterly unique in this respect, unless I don’t know of a few other people who have this, and I’m just unaware of them. Actually, that could really be true, since no one knows about me. There could be some kid in the middle of the suburbs who didn’t know that he has this, and I can’t find him yet. I need to gather them all. If they are like me, they will like the bouncy castle hire Melbourne crew and the bouncy castles that they have. I know that I love them, and I have a funny feeling that the others, if there are any others, will like them too. I will try to send a worldwide shout out to all others that are like me, by holding a huge event, a bouncy castle marathon event, a week long party for all those things from the jumping castle Melbourne company. They won’t know what hit them, and maybe I’ll find some brothers and sisters of mine, long since forgotten.
I will be the only one here who has the building in the best condition, compared to all of the other people who are also buying houses. Me and my friends like to go into a little competition with the things that we do. Right now, we are all buying houses, and we are all getting the best ones that we can. I need to make sure that I beat both Brian and Eldridge; the Mistlemitch twins, with the pre purchase building inspections Melbourne team. The twins are the best at the comps so far, but not in all categories. I reckon I can beat them in this, and I even have a wife, Elise, to help me out. I hope that she loves me as much when I’m in competitive mode as she does now. I have this great house in mind that I want to get, but I'm not too sure how good it is. It’s a great price, and I hope that it’s good. I will call up the building inspections Melbourne company so that their crew can come out to the house and do one of their iconic inspections of the house. I can’t wait for that to happen, because not only are we meant to get great houses, we are meant to do it in a fast amount of time. I will be here when they come to the house, and I want them to do as good a job as I think they will do. I have heard many things of the great work that they do, and of the good reputation that the home inspectors Melbourne company had. They are sticklers for detail, and with an affordable price, and customer service to boot; they were always going to be the ones that I used. I had heard from Elise that the others are going with competitors, to get some cheaper deals, but with less good quality.
Really there is only so much you can take. It takes me half an hour to get home from work, and in that time someone has decided to spray paint my house. I went for a quick drive to drop something off at work, considering it’s my day off I only took what I needed with me. Driving back from work I could see something looked different, there was something on the side of my house. As I got closer to my house I realised that one of the local youth had sprayed his tag on the side of my lovely little house. I was furious. I wanted to hunt down the so called artist and make him scrub every last speck of paint off my wall with a toothbrush. I knew there was no point in me trying to scrub it off so I phoned Exterior House Painting Melbourne in the hope they would be able to repaint the wall. I spoke with a woman on the phone who booked in for House Painting Melbourne to do the job. They were able to schedule me in for two days time, which was great. The less time that filth is on my house the better. It really made my house look like I was housing criminals, which is not a good look. I decided to do some detective work and took a photo of the tag. I sent the photo to my younger brother, who was still in school and may know some of the local troublemakers. The next day I had a message on my phone from my brother. All it contained was a name. The accused's name. I jumped straight on Facebook and searched for the spray painter. Sure enough, his profile picture was a picture of his tag, which was exactly the same as the one plastered on my house. House Painters Melbourne would be here tomorrow to take care of the house. Now, to take the culprit down.
I work for a local real estate company as a receptionist. We deal with tradespeople from all different backgrounds. We have to arrange maintenance and cleaning for some tenants and it’s very interesting to see how quickly they can get jobs done. One of the tenants is having trouble finding a decent cleaning company to do their vacate cleans so I decided to offer the services of Bond cleaning Canberra. I did mention to the tenant that we could have arranged all of this at the beginning but I think they tried to find the cheapest service. I had no problem with arranging for End of lease cleaning Canberra to go to the tenants house to clean the property, but I did have a problem with the tenants complaining about the service of their previous cleaning company. The tenant had been refused full bond refund because the bond clean was not sufficient. There was a bit of a problem between the tenant and property manager. The tenant believed that because they’d already paid to have a company do the clean they should be refunded their bond, regardless of the quality of the clean. It took awhile for the property manager to explain that real estate works in specific ways and you must leave the house clean enough for the next tenant to move in. Once the tenant finally understood what the property manager was trying to tell them the agreed to have us arrange for Vacate cleaning Canberra to do their bond cleaning and to have the payment deducted from their rental bond. In the end, there was a lot of stress and hassle, and money loss for no reason. If the tenant had of trusted that we would arrange an affordable and quality service, none of this would have happened.
I have taken out almost all of the termites by myself, with my little shooter and my quick wit. That is how it goes in my mind anyway. In reality, I am sitting here, a scared little boy, trying not to cry while these huge termites surround my lab, and try to take me as their prisoner, as I slowly slip into madness while waiting for the pest control Melbourne crew to finally reach the lab. I know what these termites want; I am the one that made them. I am the one that made them what they are, and who they are. I am both their creator and their failure. I think that a lot of fathers feel this way sometimes, if not all the time. It’s hard to see something you created go so horribly. You start out with great, lofty, grand, pure intentions, and then it slowly starts to turn against you, as you make compromise after compromise, until it becomes something that you can’t recognise anymore. Your children become nothing more than monsters. I don’t want to live with this guilt anymore. Once the termites Melbourne crew get done with them, I want to leave. I don’t want to stay here and be reminded of what happens when good intentions send one straight to heck. I just want to get it over with. I want to leave, and I want to take a holiday. I don’t want to stay in this building, in this town, on this continent. I want to head south, into the lands beyond the south, beyond the Heron coast of Searin, and further on. I’ve never been there before, but I hope that it’s a quiet life. I also hope that the pest inspections Melbourne crew get here before the termites do. I don’t know what they will do to me.