Grr…Arg…

Today was a day that disappeared quickly but was irritating.

Or maybe I was just exhausted and in a bad mood.

I don’t think I was grumpy this morning but by the end of the day I was irritated by everything.

I have a lot of plates spinning and sometimes it feels like no one is helping me, instead they are trying to knock my plates down or toss new ones into the mix.

Tomorrow shall be better, I hope. 🤞

Grump

Is there something about getting older that makes you more susceptible to irritation?

I’ve always had limited patience with certain things, people with no common sense, bad drivers, etc., but looking back on the last few years I’ve noticed my patience is almost non-existent.

Irritation with everything is more normal than patience over a few things. It’s as if the scales have tipped.

Do all those little annoyances just pile up on their side of the scale until there is no way for the other side to balance?

Had I known I would have tried to be less annoyed earlier in life; added more of those easy moments of patience to the tray.

Instead here I am only half way through life and I’m pretty sure at this rate the scale is just going to break, burying me under a pile of grumps.

If you see me trying to buy a rocking chair for my front porch to comfortably yell at passersby, please try to distract me with a cute puppy until I’ve forgotten how comfy it would be to sit out there under a quilt like a crazy lady.