I’m taking a turn from Friday Favorites this week. I’m turning it into Friday’s things I can’t stand. Just for this week. Sometimes you just need to vent about the stupid things that annoy, scare, or bother you. This week has been a doosy. I think I have an ulcer, like for real, and was up all night last night sick. I haven’t worked out since Monday, Lila’s potty training and my hubby has been traveling. Not to boo hoo me but it’s just been one of those weeks. Next week will be better I know it!! Plus this weekend I get to go to the Hope Spoken conference, hear Jen Hatmaker(one of my favorite people on the planet) and spend time with my amazing pal Emily.
It takes a lot to get under my skin. I consider myself a fairly laid back person, but I do have things that really bother me. So in the spirit of getting to know each other better(which means YOU have to share something in the comments that annoys you), here’s a list in totally random order…just because.
People. Teaching a little human to pee in the toilet is the absolute WORST. Seriously. A strong willed human makes it even more challenging. In the 10 minutes I’ve been trying to write this post I’ve gotten up 8 times to take her potty. “I need to go…I don’t need to go…I need to go….I don’t need to go.” Stop the madness. This is real time blogging people.
Seeing her little toosh in panties makes the whole process worth it. Cutest thing ever. And for the record, the poo AND the pee are going in said potty. hallelujah. Praise Jesus. Amen.
I always swore I’d never let my kids run around with snot dripping down their faces. For crying out loud, Kleenex exist for a REASON. And for the record, I pretty much have found myself doing EVERYTHING I said I’d never do when I became a mom, except this. Runny noses must be stopped, even if it’s with my shirt sleeve.
slow internet(I know I know, first world problems)
I get infuriated when I click on something only to see that little round colorful thing pop up and start spinning. It means I need to get up and come back later…but what if I don’t have time? What if the kid needs to do homework…like now. Computer’s are going to be the death of me.
Are my kids the only ones who leave the milk out on the counter? I poured myself a bowl of cereal last week with said milk, took a nice giant bite only to find the milk was WARM. Barf.
I can handle(most of the time) fits and attitudes and melt downs, but whining? Who on earth can tolerate this? I have nerves and they are often stomped on with whinyness…it’s a word. For the love of all that is good in this world, children, stop all the whining. Talk in a normal voice for crying. out. loud.
Can’t do it. Never will. How raw fish came to be a delicacy is beyond me. Some things just need to be cooked. Fish is one.
I have 2 boys and one grown boy living in this house. Sitting down only to find pee on the seat….hence on ME…has to be the most disgusting thing in all the world. So, scrub toilets. It’s necessary for survival.
talking on the phone
ask my family. I’m not a phone talker. I love my people. I really do. I’m just not one to talk on the phone a lot, but it has no bearing on how much I love and care about the people in my life. It’s just not my thing.
Please don’t hate me for this one. Please stick around. I just don’t get the obsession with famous people. I tend to want to go the opposite way of the crowd. I’m a rebel that way. So if EVERYONE is obsessed with a particular person or celebrity, it makes me want to find the underdog or less noticed person making a big difference and root for them. Not that celebrities can’t have an impact on the world, they absolutely have a giant platform to do so. I just don’t understand why we forget that they are JUST people, like us. At one time in their life they lived very normal lives.
Again, please don’t hate me. But I just can’t. Chocolate should be surrounded by peanut butter or nuts or caramel…or more chocolate. Not some gooey yucky egg yolk looking stuff. Ew.
Of all weather conditions, this is my all time LEAST favorite. I just can’t stand humidity. As a runner with respiratory issues it’s my nemesis. It’ll kill a run for me and make me feel like I’m suffocating. I love cool crisp thin air. I belong in the mountains.
If you want to see my feisty red-head come out, tickle me. Ask my kids and my husband. That is all.
Becoming a grown up has turned me into a total baby. I hate heights. Hate them. I get clammy hands and heart palpitations. It’s just stupid. And while we’re on the subject, I’m not a fan of flying, sharks, or small enclosed spaces. When did I become so boring?
I married Math. Which means, if he goes first, I’m in trouble. I am hanging on by a thread with 3rd grade math and had to pull up my trusty iphone calculator the other day for 9×7. In my defense, that’s like the one that no one remembers. 6×8 or 6×6? Those are the ones you remember. No one remembers 9×7. Trust me.
It never ends ya’ll. EVER. It just keeps coming like Lila’s runny nose. No matter how many times I wipe that thing it keeps dripping. Gross I know. So is laundry. I know it represents the little people in my life and the big person too. I have tried praying over them as I fold hoping to make the process a little more tolerable, but it still stinks. I just can’t get a grip on this process. SO, if you have any miracle how to get laundry done AND PUT AWAY more efficiently, do tell.
Ok, there you have it. I hope you know I enjoy being positive and fun and encouraging. But I also believe that when we really get to know people, we have to see some of the yucky stuff too. Because we’re all human and we all have bad weeks. I sincerely hope you have had a fantastic week. And if your week has looked more like mine, please know that the light at the end of the tunnel is here. The weekend. I pray you get the rest and fun and laughter and stress relief you so deserve. See you next week!!