15 Things I Hate
In honor of our tremendous Government (and by tremendous, I’m talking about the size of it), I feel compelled to step out and write a screeching, shrill, high-pitched maniacal post, which has been brought on by wading through stacks of paperwork only to be later told our e-file was rejected. In all fairness, it was my fault (I typed in a wrong SSN), and yet the high-stress adrenaline that shot thru my veins after getting that notice put my computer, my windows, my husband, my hair and my children in imminent danger of being either tossed, shattered, battered, torn out and bounced off the deck, respectively.
So while my taxes *are* done, I still have a half gallon jar left of lingering wrath, so what better way to expend it than to write out a list of other things that also cause inexpressible amounts of non-joy. And what a lovely and biblical way to wrap up Easter weekend, no?
So, here’s my list. Feel free to add your own, because after all, misery *does* love company.
1) I can’t stand being told what to do. It’s true. I can’t help it. Generally if I’m told what to do by true authority (cops, my husband, God’s Word, etc) I will still submit, and even pretend to do it cheerfully (if I’m unable to muster up genuine assent), but in all other cases I simply don’t like it and usually accidentally go out of my way to thwart those who try to impose their will over my own. This includes Doctors, Nurses, School Officials, Librarians, Teachers and So-Called ‘Experts’ on any given subject.
2) I can’t stand it when my clothes are too tight. It’s unacceptable and it makes me extra wrathful because it means I have to go out of my way to eat less so they’ll fit again.
3) I can’t stand watching mothers screaming/yelling at their kids in public. It makes me angry. If they act like that out in public, how much more is spewed off in the privacy of their own homes? Mothers who do that look ridiculous, they humiliate their kids, and they make everybody around them uncomfortable
4) I can’t stand it when I lose my shoes
5) I can’t stand it when I step on something wet with my socks on
6) I absolutely detest being woke up out of a dead sleep by barking dogs
7) I can’t stand it when my neck and shoulders hurt
eight) I can’t stand watching bratty children scream at their parents because they want something at Walmart
9) I can’t stand trying to have logical conversations with people who are unreasonable.
10) I can’t stand being around phony people
11) I can’t stand living so far away from Charley and Jess, especially with little Eden getting here soon
12) I can’t stand it when I really really really want to keep reading but my nose and ears are sore because of my dumb glasses
13) I can’t stand seeing people get overly worked up about things they can’t do anything about – myself included. It’s so counter productive, yet it happens so often. I hate that
14) I can’t stand it when I hit the top of my head on something sharp. Am I the only one who almost goes into a rage when they get unexpectedly injured?
15) I can’t stand being biological. It’s disgusting. I’d rather be assembled of metal, plastic and wires. The fact that all of my body parts are constructed of colonies of billions of living cells grosses me out
16) I can’t stand it when I run out of coffee creamer
Well now! I feel tons better. And I must say that I am really happy that my dumb taxes are done and out of the way for the year. I’m also glad that I have far more things in my life to be happy about than my dumb ‘can’t stand’ list.
Ok…time for me finish getting packed up for my trip this Wednesday. I really hope that Coie and I do well at the Cincinnati convention. I sure am thankful for this RS gig. And I cannot WAIT to see all the friends who are showing up at this particular show.
PS I still can’t believe Jess and Charley bought my plane ticket to AK for July! This is going to be the best summer ever |
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on April 14th, 2009 at 5:12 am
lol, you go girl. Not that I am one to advocate a hate post…but sometimes things just need to come out don’t they. Oh and I love how your post title says 15 things but you list 16.-That is okay I am posting 18!- Sort of because all of mine are just about like yours so I had to through in some extras.
#1 is my favorite because I am most like that one
#2 I am just not even going there…ugh
#3 totally agree!
#4 I can’t stand not finding the shoes I want for a particular outfit…our family has way too many shoes to wade through
#5 I cringed just reading that!-it’s a big issue for me!
#6 I detest being woke up at all, I would rather just wake up naturally at the same time everyday and be fully charged, not still tired and cranky
#7 I don’t like it…but it’s not so much an issues for me, so I will replace it with I don’t like my muscles doing their own thang…totally not cool!
#8 makes me want to smack the parent and call Super Nanny on them!
#9 this is my seconded favorite…it totally bothers me!
#10 yes but better than that I can’t stand being around two faced people or trouble starters
#11 I miss my BFF Karen…:-(
#12 I can’t stand it that I just can’t read fiction anymore, I want to get back into them…just not there yet.
#13 sigh…I have been down this road everyday for weeks now…but more on the lines of I am tired of doing stuff with no point.venting things you hate has a point right?
#14 NO you are not alone
#15 yuk…and agreed only I would want to be made out of rubber so I would be very limber:-)
#16 TOTALLY!-Hazelnut yum!
#17 I hate when people take offense to my posts, e-mails or other typed out messages. People, I am really nice so read it as though I said it nicely HELLO! lol
Sigh, I wish you were coming to the convention in Springfield MO…oh well just another thing to hate.-#18
Faith 😉
on April 14th, 2009 at 5:13 am
um…over look my typos I suck at proof reading!
on April 14th, 2009 at 5:38 am
oh and I need to add one more I totally TOTALLY hate when you say something that contradicts church teachings and people refuse to research it out or they even get mad. I will give a few examples to show you what I mean:
I told my sister that we don’t do Santa because of (put many issues and scripture as to why here) and she totally laughed at me, but when her pastor agreed…well then it was worth looking at…really?-this has happened more than once.
Or we have mentioned to people that we have trouble understanding what they are seeing in the bible with regards to this or that. So when they gladly show us scripture on it we show them what we see in the scriptures they gave us. They then say…um wow, huh that is interesting. They look as if they are confused by it as well, but then later on when we ask them about it they say well my pastor said it ‘means this’ or ‘well I just don’t believe you are right’. When we ask them to show us, they won’t.-you can tell they have shut us out and won’t look into it anymore.
I just hate that.
on April 14th, 2009 at 6:35 am
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literally laughed out loud at #1. That is so you.
#1-#15…I hate it when I am so cranky and irritable only to find that had I actually kept track on the calendar, I would have anticipated my nasty mood.
I think that I am starting to have a pity party about not being able to go this weekend. Someone needs to come rip down the streamers and pop the balloons.
on April 14th, 2009 at 6:39 am
Ooooooooooooooooooooooohhh.
on April 14th, 2009 at 8:16 am
Ditto. Really, I agree. Except that I rarely get woken up by barking dogs. Like you I really can’t stand stepping on something wet with socks on — hate it! OK, maybe seeing a mom screaming at her kid is worse. A little. Congratulations on getting your taxes done!
on April 14th, 2009 at 8:20 am
Dern them emoticons mocking a gustly outpour of emotions. I’m referring to the smilie face with cool glasses at #8.
Because my spiritual state is above complaining, I shall not stoop to join this pity-fest but simply go and pray for you in a group setting so that my highly spiritual companions will be gently informed of your sorrowful state. We will then proceed to discuss this matter amongst ourselves and be thankful that we never complain.
After that, we shall humbly submit to the local doctors that are demanding we inject ourselves with a new and mandatory drug which promptly turns us into giraffes. Then we shall tower over you and look pitifully down upon you. And then you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to the doctor.
Wow, I think my imagination got fixed.
on April 14th, 2009 at 8:35 am
Wow, I have a lot of the same dislikes as you. I also hate it when I’ve just taken a shower and step onto a floor with bare feet and feel “something” stick to my feet. However hearing kids cry at WalMart for a toy or candy or whatever doesn’t bother me so much if the parents don’t give in. It’s when I have to listen to their kid cry for 30 minutes and then they give in and then they are mad at the kid, when the kid is apparently doing exactly what they have trained him/her to do. Ugh!!!
But the worst, absolute worst it listening to my sister-in-law try to tell me what God wants for my life or expects of me when she has never been to church, never read the bible and claims to not believe in God. Oh and then she makes a BIG deal of us not coming to Easter dinner because she invited a lesbian couple over as well.
on April 14th, 2009 at 10:22 am
About #1-it’s not stue submission if you are being made to do something. You are just being controlled. I hate it and usually turn into a mule when I am controlled. Probably my #1 hated things.
#2-agree and #3, well that’s probably me for all I know, especially when my three year old decides that it is okay to raise mommy’s shirt up flashing all those nearby.
#4 Well Ryan can’t stand it when I loose my shoes, it doesn’t bother nearly as much.
#5 Yep, hate that one too, especially since it happens EVERY time I walk into the laundry room where my cats decide they need to dump there bowl over everytime they drink.
#6 I got one of those neighbors
#7 agree and it gives me a headache
#8 thankfully my kids for the most part know better
#9 OOOHHHH I sooooo agreeeee, had that happen last night, but I won’t go into that here.
#10 agree
#11 know the feeling..we’d love to move Ryan brother and sister-in-law up here.
#12 aren’t glasses a literal pain!
#13 you mean uptight people, well I won’t go there either
#14 it’s always the same door that is the instigator (sp?)
on April 14th, 2009 at 10:25 am
and…
#15 I actually love the biology of others, just not of myself when it means pain or some aweful feeling.
#16 I hate running out of it, cause then I have to hear a certain someone deciding which alternative is the best…it’s just coffee! I think that is why I don’t drink it too much.
on April 14th, 2009 at 12:26 pm
I think that number 14 runs in the family. I have proof. Just this morning I slammed my finger in one of the drawers in the bathroom and rather than just whimpering and going about my day, I proceeded to open every other drawer in the bathroom and slam it in as hard as I could. Charley, listening to the ruckus from down stairs, was disturbed. I didn’t care though… all that mattered was that I taught those dumb drawers a lesson. And afterwards, I felt much better about the said offending drawer.
on April 14th, 2009 at 12:28 pm
You are a FUNNY lady!:) I hope that you have a BALL at the convention this weekend!! wooo hooo!:)
on April 14th, 2009 at 12:29 pm
ok Jess… you are a FUNNY lady, too!:) I am laughing at the pic of you slamming drawers! Hee hee hee:):)
on April 14th, 2009 at 12:29 pm
By the way, number 5 bugs me too-big time… but it seems to happen at *YOUR* house more than anywhere else. Therefore, I don’t think that you can technically complain about that one. But I can.
on April 14th, 2009 at 1:10 pm
Jess, that literally made me laugh out loud. We are *so* sisters.
on April 14th, 2009 at 3:32 pm
phhhhahahaha, snort, snort, chuckle grin! Oh man Coie and Jess had me busting up! Your whole family is delightfully hilarious, of course in a maniacal sort of way, but aren’t we all just a little?
Oh I think I busted a gut-
Faith
on April 14th, 2009 at 5:30 pm
One time I was at Walmart and a mother was yelling at her 4 or 5 year old calling him stupid and all kinds of other names and I restrained myself, BUT THEN the child called his mother stupid and the mother yelled at him, “DON’T CALL ME STUPID!”
I so badly wanted to give her a lesson on treating others how you want to be treated!
on April 14th, 2009 at 11:09 pm
You are so blessed to have Coie for a daughter… because it means you can claim some of her humor and creativity for your own. After all, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree… unless there is a really strong wind blowing.
on April 15th, 2009 at 10:56 am
Liberty, it would have taken everything in me not go over and thump that lady right in the forehead. I think you’re probably a better Christian than me.
Jen, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
on April 15th, 2009 at 10:56 am
oops. did it again. that was me, jess. dang it all.
on April 15th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
what is it with you today, Jess? you are totally taking over Charley’s identity.
on April 15th, 2009 at 2:04 pm
Oh you aint seen nuthin. baahahahahahaha *rubs hands together pacing the living room… and trips*
on April 16th, 2009 at 11:25 am
Well, it figures that when I leave Ohio for Tennessee, you leave Tennessee for Ohio! Oh well, maybe next sprig break we can meet. I hope you have a great time in Cinci. So far, TEnn. is behaving nicely for us.
cheers and blessings,
sandy
on April 16th, 2009 at 4:22 pm
You crack me up!
(And…note to self…do not go shopping at Walmart with Jen and my kids….) I hate that horrible whine-inducing store!!! 🙁
(But I won’t give in!) 😉
Happy be-lated bithday
on April 16th, 2009 at 8:56 pm
Happy Birthday Jen! You must be 28 now, no? 🙂 Ryan thanks you and Ryann (man hat sounds weird when you say it out loud) for your birthday wishes. He’s too chicken to go onto Facebook and keep up with it, lol.
on April 18th, 2009 at 1:29 am
Man, I mean woman, you are prolific! I haven’t been over here for several posts now. I hate it when I miss a whole bunch of your um discourses on your human existance…however you spell that.
Anyhoo, as usual, I see we have a lot in common, except it is hubby who always hits his head on sharp objects, not me. I still hate it when that happens. AND I don’t shop at walmart so I miss out on the joy of seeing kids beg and plead and scream and throw tantrums so their parents will buy them the latest cheap plastic **** made in you-know-where. But I can still hate that vicariously, can’t I?
Speaking of that, (stuff made you-know-where) I actually found two things made in the USA recently. Rubber bands from someplace in Arkansas, I think, and then there was something else but now I can’t remember. 🙂 I’m gonna start a blog of just stuff made in America. Great idea, huh?
I guess it’s time to go to bed now….getting a little loopy, I think.
nighty night,
Nanc
on April 19th, 2009 at 11:24 am
Oh my gosh. I cannot tell you how much we are alike. Oh my…
Seriously.