Friday, September 28, 2012

A whine from me

I get annoyed when my husband calls/ writes to others before me, even if it is his parents. I'm his wife, shouldn't I get first rights?

My least favorite times of the weekday are mornings, but not for the usual reason. I DESPISE the traffic of San Diego. If I could unleash my crazy all over you, I would. Sadly, my husband likes me sane. I'm doing this for you, babe.

I'm not a kiss-butt, I simply prefer having something to do to make time pass by quicker. Since I'm stuck at work, I might as well do work. So stop looking at me like I'm a freak because I want more to do. I'm just tired of watching the clock pass each day without end. Being bored all day is worse than being overworked. I know, I've worked both worlds.

Why is it I buy the most expensive, "ergonomic" pillows, sleep with the "proper" posture (at least, I try to) and I still wake up with neck & upper back pain? Thank god for Biofreeze (available at most physician and physical therapy offices.)

I love my husband, but I really miss my old life. I miss having friends that aren't 2,000 miles away. I miss going out & knowing where the 'hot spots' are. Actually, I miss just going out in general. 

I think the "no pet policy" is dumb. I think the policy should be "Sign this legal document (much like a renter's lease) verifying if you let your pets chew, poop on, and/or destroy the apartment, we have a legal right to garnish your wages for the damage done. Bills will be enclosed as proof of cost for repairs." In other words, I wish I lived in a place that let me have a cat.

My mom talks too much. A 45 minute conversation yesterday and I can't even tell you half of what she talked about. Every few sentences I would say "uh-huh" or, based upon the tone of her voice, agree "yeah, that's good" or "Oh no, that's bad". Meanwhile I filled out a 100 question personality quiz, and read the results. None the wiser. There's got to be a disorder for this, meetings she can go to. 

Speaking of the conversation with my mom, it ticks me off when people tell you a story of how they were treated badly simply for you to agree with them. I am NOT your "Yes Man". (See, I did listen to some of the stuff in the beginning.) If you ask me "Isn't that wrong what they did??" and I say, "No, I think you might have been out of line a bit," you should consider the perspective I'm giving you. When 2 people tell you you're wrong (the person who accused you, and me), maybe it's time to do a little self check.

Which brings me to another thing: We, from ages 1 to 100, are continuing to grow and learn. We will make mistakes and be wrong often. Stop thinking you are never wrong! You are human: you are going to be wrong some times. Get over it, and for god's sake learn from it PLEASE! I'm tired of those who carry themselves as victims of this world and refuse to believe they've made mistakes. If they would just grow as a person once in a while, their lives would stop being "victimized"!

Ah, it feels good to get that out.

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