This plus that equals…. things I hate
Here’s the latest instalment in my series of posts all about what makes our lives here at home tick. This week is all about things I hate. Well hate may be too strong of a word. Things that particularly wind me up doesn’t have quite the same ring to it though.
It is my most hated of tasks. It’s so hot and completely thankless. I get no sense of achievement from completing a pile of ironing. I find nothing good can come from it.
So I have a simple rule. If it needs ironing don’t buy it. Coupled with, if I don’t wear it, I don’t iron it.
The combination of these two rules means husb has to all of his own ironing and I never have to touch the thing. Which is good, as even the thought of ironing upsets me.
I’m not a complete misery who doesn’t want children to have fun. Far from it. I love listening to the children play at the childminder’s behind us.
But the repetitive thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud flipping thud of a lone ball bouncing during the evening actually drives me crazy.
I don’t really know why. I’m also aware of just how irrational it is. But I hate it!
Half Finished Jobs
So to me doing the laundry is not only putting a load in the machine, but drying, folding and putting it away as well.
I hate finding that all the washing has been done but I have been left to fold it all.
I would much rather be left with a load of washing and have to do the whole routine myself then be left with mounds of folding. Ugh.
The same goes for a lot of things. Making the bed includes putting cushions back on it and fluffing the pillows. Cleaning the bathroom is more than wiping the counters and just putting paperwork on top of the shredder does not count as shredding it!!
OK rant over. But essentially I would rather a job was left completely then not being finished off properly.
My Free Time Being Taken Away
I get very little free time. Even less free family time. So I really begrudge it being planned away for me.
What might be a nice day out for the rest of my family is often the only day husb and I would have got to spend together. So don’t guilt me into losing that time.
The assumption that just because I work part time I have all this free time is annoying. Being constantly made to feel like my time is worth less than others because I don’t work as many days is unfair.
I guess on that front I’m either going to have get stronger and better at saying no, dealing with the fall out. Or suck it up.
We have a robin. He is cute. But he has friends. A fair few of them as it happens. Christ they are chirpy little blighters.
At 4am in the morning they are downright noisy.
So I either have to boil and sleep with the window closed. Or be woken by my own little marching band of nature. Why oh why can’t the just be a little bit quieter, or sleep in a little bit longer.
Having written this, it is clear to see I am more tired than usual. Mainly thanks to those birds! What things irrationally annoy you?
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