I must say it doesn't take much for my blood to get boiling.

This morning I have been rather ill, I'm supposed to be at uni and my husband walks into the bedroom and starts asking me about breakfast.

After some confusion I realise he didn't make the porridge I wanted. Bad idea.

Two of my cats come running into the bedroom, jumping on the bed in a seemingly innocent cat-and-mouse game. They mess up the blankets. Bad idea.

I go outside to clean out the water for our ducks and realise the hose has holes in it because my husband left it on the driveway. He ran over the hose, which wouldn't normally be a bad thing except the hose was frozen. It sprung a leak. I get up and get soaked in freezing morning weather because the leaks were pointed at me when I turned the tap on. Bad idea.

After cleaning and drying our lounge room curtains, we realise one of our cats has soiled them after they'd been back on the rung for half an hour. Bad idea.

I blame it on the red hair, mostly because that's what people expect. I'm also an Aries, and while I'm skeptical about the whole Astrology thing I can honestly say I am a prime Arian. So I blame it on that too.

My brother (not a redhead) told me to take anger management courses. I threw a clothes rack at him.

I wonder if watching the movie counts.