She cannot grasp the concept that what’s good for her isn’t good for everyone can she?! I couldn’t stand having a TV that high but I don’t care if others do, if my need to be right was so strong I think I’d do some real self reflection. While she’s worrying about TV heights, walk in pantries, dusting, hoovering then mopping her floors (the only correct way apparently) the rest of us are enjoying life. I’m at work half dead after getting home from Harry Styles at 1am (thank you Gold Coast traffic) but I’d much rather be here, with a post concert headache almost dying than sitting in my suburban country lodge worrying about what height mine and everyone’s bleeping TV is. Give living a go Kyroid Rage, you might enjoy it….