While I’m definitely an easy going girl, I am also easily annoyed. I have a very low tolerance for people and their nonsense.
Basically, I have a long list of what bothers me on a daily basis and I’m in the mood to share my list of pet peeves with you today.
So, you will either nod your head in agreement, laugh because it’s funny, or decide I am way too obnoxious for your taste. That’s fine if you are a kinder person than me, I just speak the truth and my opinion. 🙂
I’ve even broken my current list of pet peeves down by category so that we are really organized in this discussion.
Let’s start with my son.
He’s great, really he is — when he’s asleep or not home. When he’s home, he plays hockey in the house AND I CANNOT TAKE IT.
The worst part is that he likes to wait until I am just about to fall asleep to take out the hockey stick and street hockey ball to then start stick handling and shooting in the den. The sound of this activity in my home MAKES ME NUTS and thinking about it makes my skin crawl. This situation turns into a nightly battle where I come out of my room in a rage to grab the stick which doesn’t always work because I am now half of his size but eventually the kid hands the stick and ball over. He then proceeds to laugh at me while I rattle off all of my ideas about boarding school, boot camp, and why he should live with his father. Or really, why he should live with anyone other than me because either he leaves or I leave.
This is my life. This is REAL life. Uncurated for the internet unlike the posts you see on Instagram.
Which leads us to INSTAGRAM. Where should I start with what annoys me on Instagram?!
Let’s glide past the Instagram mothers who run a ton of miles immediately after having a baby or even the moms who somehow make it look super simple, carefree, and necessary to run as often or as long as they do as a nursing new parent. Let’s even skip the motherhood posts that make having a newborn in the house appear all sunshine and unicorns, and full of snuggles. Stop with the snuggles posts already! No one is snuggling for more than 20 seconds before the diaper explodes or the kid spits up and proceeds to scream for two hours! And really, there are no newborn snuggles. The baby has no idea they are snuggling, they just fell asleep by accident while you were holding them and if you move an inch, they will wake up and scream.
Let’s get right to what really gets under my skin with Instagram because it has to do with just that, skin.
Runners who wear makeup while running. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARE YOU DOING IT?
Or the runners who skip the face full of makeup but wear dark black (or even purple) clumpy mascara while running. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARE YOU DOING IT?
There is a time and place for makeup. We all like to feel pretty and look our best at all times but please, sweating situations are not the place for makeup. Unless of course, you care more about your current appearance (an appearance of runny makeup/makeup that looks out of place because you are wearing workout clothes and sweating) than about the damage to your skin, your now clogged pores, and how you are speeding up the aging process.
Speaking of aging, how about those Instagrammers who post selfies every day to share the bazillion miles they ran along with their small plates of food. Tell me, how do they not see their skin? The lack of fat in their faces (and lack of sunscreen too I am sure) is only enhancing their wrinkles. Who has such wrinkles in their 20’s? This should be their concern on a daily basis rather than focusing solely on outrunning and undereating the other Instagram accounts.
People who try to speak to me before 9:00 am on a sunny day. Also, people who try to speak to me before noon on a cloudy day. Whatever, I am really affected by the sunlight.
The mailbox. It’s 2018. Aren’t we at a point in time where I can go completely paperless? I still hate the mail and I don’t think that will ever change. I also think I should have the right to refuse a mailbox. Email me or call me and if you don’t have either method of contact, then I don’t need to hear from you anyway.
Loud chewers. Do you not hear yourself? How is that possible? EVERYONE HEARS YOU. What is wrong with you that you have to chew so loud that the entire neighborhood hears what you are eating?
Toothpaste in the sink. I still don’t understand. Do you not see it? Does it not bother you? Do you not care if it bothers other people who may use the same sink or simply see it when using your bathroom?
Okay, that is all for today. Of course I could keep going with my list of pet peeves but I think it’s smart to keep what I really think limited to small doses.
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