yep, i'm still a muggle

There are few things I hate more...

...than carrying this fan from our 'living room' to our 'bedroom' every evening.

If only I could 'swish and flick' it back to its place at the foot of our bed.

Granted, it is basically my job since the fan spends the evening pointed directly at me.

But I hate unplugging it, and carrying it, and plugging it back in. It's awkward and heavy and I always knock my knees into it.

How exactly would we classify this whine? A foreigner-fortunate-to-have-more-than-most-in-a-developing-world problem?

Let's go with that.  Just add in that hashtag.