Terresa at the Chocolate Chip Waffle posted a list of things that irritate her this week. What could possibly be more fun than that? Here goes (and thanks, Terresa, for the inspiration on such a brain-dry day).
1. The Empty Bread Bag Mystery: Why is it that we must leave the empty bag in the bread cupboard? At a glance, it totally appears that there’s bread in there. But no. Just an empty bag. Related bugginess: the two-crumb tortilla chip conundrum and the toilet-paper tube dilemma.
2. Laziness. Mine. What a drag. Complete lack of motivation to work on my story when my head weighs approximately seventeen pounds.
3. Snot. ‘Nuff said.
4. Overscheduling: Why? Why do we all do this? Why must every recital, concert, playoff, test, and assignment fall in May? (And also December, but I’m so not there yet.)
5. The I-Should-Know-Better: When I eat sugar, I get cranky. Also fat. And my teeth hurt. So, duh. I shouldn’t. But I do. Also, when I eat a great deal of popcorn, I have guilt. And also fat. Similarly, when I yell at my kids, we all feel bad. So hey – here’s a thought: Don’t. Um? No deal.
6. My Kitchen Window Screen Issue: There are bugs trapped in there. Flies and wasps. In between the screen and the window. See, they can get in. But they can’t get out. Until I open the window to experience Spring (finally!) and then they join me at the kitchen sink. Delightful.
7. Blisters: I put on sandals on Sunday for our family walk. Ouch. Really? And every pair of my shoes touches that spot. Yep. Both feet. Boo.
What’s buggin you?
Having a cold at the middle of Spring. What’s up with that?
Having a cold at the middle of Spring. What’s up with that?
The whiny man (totally acting like a child) that I waited on hand and foot giving me his virus. Today? I’m still doing everything and can’t catch a break even though I’m now sick.
Really, is the whiny, “I’m sick” gene specifically a man’s right? (Hugs)Indigo
The whiny man (totally acting like a child) that I waited on hand and foot giving me his virus. Today? I’m still doing everything and can’t catch a break even though I’m now sick.
Really, is the whiny, “I’m sick” gene specifically a man’s right? (Hugs)Indigo
The way I have started to analyze every single thing I eat. Maybe that’s a good thing, but it is taking away all of the fun in eating!
The way I have started to analyze every single thing I eat. Maybe that’s a good thing, but it is taking away all of the fun in eating!
I have my very first toothache and it sucks super bad.
I have my very first toothache and it sucks super bad.
I so have number 5 & 6 happening here. To an extreme degree.
I would add to my list: screaming baby, smelling like sour soy milk, loud kids who wake screaming baby, all things teething related…and oh, I could SO go on…
I so have number 5 & 6 happening here. To an extreme degree.
I would add to my list: screaming baby, smelling like sour soy milk, loud kids who wake screaming baby, all things teething related…and oh, I could SO go on…
What a great idea for a blog post. Today what is buggin me? How about the fact that I have about three different paint projects started in my house but unfinished. I get stopped before I finish one and jump into a new one next time. I need to practice discipline.
What a great idea for a blog post. Today what is buggin me? How about the fact that I have about three different paint projects started in my house but unfinished. I get stopped before I finish one and jump into a new one next time. I need to practice discipline.
The empty bread bag thing, the death grip that winter seems to have on us, the endless list of Primary to-do’s, and the fact that it feels like school is never going to end! Oh, and not being able to catch up on my blog reading until 9:00 on Saturday night!
The empty bread bag thing, the death grip that winter seems to have on us, the endless list of Primary to-do’s, and the fact that it feels like school is never going to end! Oh, and not being able to catch up on my blog reading until 9:00 on Saturday night!
I hate shoes that hurt my feet. And while I don’t have the empty bread bag mystery, I do have the empty juice container in the fridge one.
I hate shoes that hurt my feet. And while I don’t have the empty bread bag mystery, I do have the empty juice container in the fridge one.