Today has been a day already. When I got out of the shower I thought about climbing back in bed and hiding under the covers.
And my stuff? Doesn’t even include the bullpucky going on out in the world. I’ve long stopped watching the news and right now I’m only reading carefully chosen information because The Bro is gearing up for a deployment next week.
Right now my allergies are bothering me and the pressure in my sinuses, ear and jaw is borderline disorienting. That side of my face feels swollen even though the mirror says it’s not. I’ve been having weird/bad dreams again and not sleeping well. I don’t like my lunch options today.
I know. I know, first world problems. I’m a lot luckier than many and I’m thankful for that fact.
But there’s a few other things which have really gotten my goat lately. Maybe I’m just more easily annoyed because of my going on 4 weeks of sinus/ear/jaw discomfort and trouble sleeping and whacked out dreams.
Also, I’m hungry. That never results in something good.
Who knows, but here they are:
- Starbucks Baristas’ attitude (except for my friend El) – Holy heck people! Do you have to be so snotty about what you call your sizes? I WANT THE ONE IN THE MIDDLE OR THE BIG ONE. I don’t care what you call it. I don’t go to Starbucks often, but now that they offer gluten free breakfast sammiches, I might like to go more. Stop being so dang pretentious. It’s not helpful or inviting. Also, don’t get me started on what you call it when you put an iced drink in the blender. I swear you change that just to mess with me.
- The same 3 cars I see on my work commute who don’t know where the exit is. It’s on the left. There’s a sign for it a few miles back to let you know. I’ve been seeing you at least once a week for months now. The exit hasn’t moved, I promise. Get over before you need to be there. Also, you could wave or smile at me in thanks for letting you in front of me or you know, stop trying to cut me off?
- Random Guys on Words with Friends who start a game just to flirt with me. Yes, it’s flattering you think I’m pretty, want to tell me, and flirt. News flash: Words with Friends isn’t a dating app. There are thousands of dating apps. Use one of them. I’ll be polite when I tell you I’m not interested, but once I do? Cut the shit. I’m playing as a semi-intellectual mini escape from life, I’m not interested in you. (I’ve since changed my pic from my fb pic to one of bugs dancing from my phone. Hopefully that helps.)
Wow! I feel a little better now. What’s been getting your goat lately?