things I have little patience for

I do not like:


doing dishes: I have done more than my fair

share...I know, doormat right?!




clean the house :my kids are old enough to do all the work. WHY should I subject myself to it?




Laundry- especially when I do not really have a laundry room and how to go down to the pit of hell/dungeon my husband calls a shop, which is as big as the upstairs of the house. It is unfinished and smells like...musty old dirt combined with more musty old dirt, and oil. Icky. Even the concrete floor is nasty. I used to mop in there once a year. My hoarder of a husband can not seem to fix, clean up, or throw anything out. I am not allowed to clean up down there heaven forbid I sort and place the wrong bolts together. They are bolts, for Pete's sakes.




My house needs so much work done, that I do not know how, what supplies, or be given the OK to work on.


I decided to paint my room from the awful color of pink to a gray shade. My husband said he would finish sanding down the areas that needed to be completed since 1995, yes I did say 13 years ago. I asked is he would do the edges. I have shaky hands. He said yes, and so I rolled the ceiling, and three walls. I am still waiting for him to finish what he said he would do. This was four years ago.


The hole in my kitchen floor in front of the stove, my husband kinda fixed temporarily, that is now back...for several months it been like that.




how cheap handles are on appliances. The door hand slowly came off my fridge. Everyone in the house has learned not to walk to closely or a sharp edge will scratch.






Lying-I absolutely hate, hate, hate.



I hate going for a spoon, to find none, or a fork. Really...? !Really...?! dishes are done, and clean and what I am looking for is not there ?



I hate waiting for something to come in the mail. It is like watching a pot boil. I hate that too.

Brain tumors

Mother in laws who think they have better insight to your marriage than you do when you have been married way longer than she was or in a relationship.

not having a car

not being able to drive it because gas is to expensive.

being depressed

getting on my pity pot

being lectured

cocaine and morphine

thieves

being vulnerable

being depended on for tiny small tasks or chores.

bees, and caterpillars I got bit and stung. I am allergic to them.

rude people

people who tolerate rude people. It just gives them the excuse to keep on being rude.

Ben-our evil genious

Six months ago we added a teacup Pom to the family. Primarily for my youngest because she had separation anxiety issues and had been sleeping with me for a while. She missed her father and would not leave my side. My husband was away at the time. I also, had my tubes tied years ago and now regret it. So with that in mind here is my jeez:

Love him or hate him
My oldest daughter broke her bed frame years ago and so the bed is on the floor. She likes to eat in her room. Last week, I made pork chops for dinner. She came out of her room and left her door open. Ben seeing this as an opportunity snuck in her room. He nabbed the pork chop, and got out before she returned. He hid with the pork chop, and enjoyed it.... She left the plate on the bed. Live and learn. A couple of nights later while making a sandwich she gave a couple of pieces of ham to Ben. Again, she went to her room, and left the plate on the bed. She returned to the kitchen where I was and was doing something when I noticed Ben watching her hoping for more ham. He realized that wasn't happening and trotted off down the hall seeing her door open. It took a second for me to realize what was happening. I ask if the sandwich was on the bed and told her Ben was going toward her room. Like a banshee she went down the hall full speed crying out BEEEENNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and stopped him just in time. A sheepish Ben came waltzing back out with a look on his face that said 'damn'. I know he will wait for the next time she leaves her door open.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.