Apart from the big stuff, the unanswered problems and heartaches in life that underscore joy and around which we work constantly, there are some common things that drive me absolutely crazy. Out of my mind. Way past calm and pleasant. Dangerously close to a real emotional deficit. Do we have any of these button pushers in common? Let’s see…
- Having dirty floors.
- That tangle in the back and bottom of my hair after wearing a ponytail or messy bun outside or in bed too long.
- Running out of exactly two crucial things between big trips to the store.
- Lacking the willpower or creativity to work around those needs and spending an hour in the car to go buy those two crucial things.
- Having seventeen and a half blog posts written but zero polished and ready to share.
- Going through the motions with the animals and forgetting to slow down and enjoy them.
- Returning books to the library late despite my eight million warnings and reminders to myself.
- Looking through dirty windows.
- Opening a bottle of dried spices and shaking them into a pot then realizing it’s supposed to be a flip top canister, not a screw top, and suddenly I have six Tablespoons of oregano and basil in the spaghetti sauce instead of a couple of teaspoons.
- Composing a note to someone in my head while my hands are busy then when I see them realizing I never actually sent it.
- Forgetting a load of clean laundry in the dryer so long it gets wrinkly.
- Having a dirty car.
- Constantly misspelling the word “from.”
- Forgetting romaine or any other type of lettuce in the crisper drawer. WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?
- Forgetting to wear deodorant on only one side.
The bad news is that these things make regular appearances in my life. And like the pebble in the shoe of a mountain climber, the little things wear me down sometimes more than the big things.
The good news is that they are all in my control. I have the power to clean the dirty stuff, manage my time better, and for gosh sake’s try a french braid and leave in conditioner now and then! So do you. I bet most of the things that make your “cuhressy bones” can be mitigated by noone other than little ole you.
So best wishes. Take the reins in your life, even if it only starts with a better perspective. And please check your lettuce drawer today.
Get a grip woman! You’re losin’ it.
xoxoxo
heather @ new house, new home, new life says
Lettuce drawers are my undoing. I don’t know how many times I’ve called it the “rotting drawer”. I’m not allowed to take out books at the library anymore as I rarely return them. I still feel guilty over a book on bulbs I took out in 1978 – but I do still read it from time to time.
My worst thing is forgetting people’s birthdays. Thank God for Facebook.
Marie Wreath says
The lettuce things really gets me. I mean, we eat a LOT of salad, there is no excuse for it. Does someone sneak in at night and add slimy lettuce or white rinds to my drawer???
Handsome says the library is going to add a wing and name it after me for all of the fines I’ve “donated.”
And AMEN to FB being a saving grace… LOL
Carin says
Yep, guilty as charged. No 1- crazy, I tell ya. Not easy with a food-throwing baby :/. No 5- Oh yes. The baby has a lot to answer for there too. 7 & 8- yep, and yep. Doing the latter right now. 10- yes, or by the time you go to write it you have lost your impetus. The same happens with some blog posts.No 13- with me it’s “that” when I’m typing. It usually become tath.
I would add forgetting to turn the Swedish keyboard off when I go from Swedish blogs to English blogs, cos you don’t want to see comments like this “I donät know what youäre on about. It canät be that different!” lol. Drives me potty I tell you!
Marie Wreath says
LOL first off, how FUN would it be to read your blogs in Swedish!! And yes, I imagine your sweet baby has a lot of influence over your button pushing details. At least you have a solid, beautiful, cooing excuse for dirty floors! haha
“Drives me potty…” that translates a bit awkwardly Carin!! LOL Thanks the giggle. xo Have a wonderful day!
Anonymous says
Sleeping to much. 3 hours is enough already!
Slow Drivers in the Fast Lane!
Mean people who fake being nice!
Welfare abuse
Laziness
Long traffic lines when I am on my motorcycle on a hot day
Marie Wreath says
How can you and I trade sleep schedules, sir?? xoxo