Paris bound...and yet I'm annoyed at everything...
Maybe I'm spoiled...
No intro. No preface. I’m just going to write. Because writing is therapeutic…and maybe this will stop me from yelling at the kids so much.
I’m feeling quite annoyed. I shouldn’t be, I had a fantastic birthday week and I’m off to Paris tomorrow with a group of people I love and care about. Things with The Ex are looking better and the kids are happier. Then why in the hell am I so damn agitated? Why is it when everything seems to be going in the right direction, my mood dips and all I want to do is curl up and cry or maybe punch someone?!
So I’m just going to list it all out, as irrational as some of these may be, maybe I’ll go back and read it and think, ‘dammit Tiff, get a grip and go have a shot of whiskey’. Okay, here we go…
Things that annoy me:
Dieting. I can’t seem to lose these 4lbs I gained since coming back from Taiwan. I know it doesn’t seem like a lot but I’m short! And these 4lbs seem to congregate all around my stomach so when I sit down, I look like I am wearing a donut on my waist. Urgh, whyyyyyy
Nap time. S refuses to nap. Nap time is my golden time and by taking away nap time, the universe is basically giving me a big fuck you.
Gardening. This stupid garden. Why did I buy a house with such a massive garden? I hate gardening, Oreo has basically dominated the garden and made it his personal poo kingdom. I have to go and clean it all up because ‘oh my gosh, it’s like 20C in London next weekend and it’s time to get your garden spick and span!’ No, screw you, Instagram fancy garden influencers!
Lack of sleep.I need to sleep so badly. I’m running on average 3-4 hrs of sleep at night. 4 hrs is considered a good stretch. The two kids alternate on waking up in the middle of the night and I don’t help myself by going to bed way too late. I need to reset my body clock but who has the time?!
My kids…how many times can S ask me “what’s your favorite color?’ It’s purple…it was purple yesterday, it was purple today, it’s going to be purple tomorrow. IT’S GODDAMN PURPLE. I’m begging…please stop asking…
Laundry. Are there some evil elves that live under the floorboards that come out at night to grace me with more dirty laundry? Why is it everytime I wash some, fold some, more seems to appear overnight?! Why can’t I get the nice elves that come and make shoes or sew clothes? Why do I get the shitty dirty laundry peddling elves?!
Bluey. I hate you Bluey. I hate you, Bingo. And I really hate you, Muffin. What kind of a name is Muffin for a dog?!? And if you don’t wear clothes normally, why would you need to wear a tutu when you’re playing dress up?! I don’t understand!
So I made myself a bowl of noodle soup and ate it in the kitchen with the door shut. I heard A yelling at S about something, I don’t know what nor do I care…right now my only goal is to finish this bowl, finish writing this and finish packing…maybe I’ll be more human like after Paris…
Tell me one irrational thing that annoys the hell out of you…c’mon, don’t make me feel alone in this…
Till next time,
Tiff
How do you remain sane and functional on 4 hours sleep?! Totally with you on all of these irritations!! I loathe gardening and laundry 😅. Enjoy Paris and take some time for yourself...and definitely don’t think about weight or diets while you’re there!!
Your reasons for being annoyed are totally valid! Omg to four hours of sleep. I cannot imagine and feel very sad thinking about so little sleep! Have a fantabulous time in Paris though! Looking forward to updates and living vicariously through you 😁 I am also annoyed by eating sounds and snarfing sounds and people that don't recycle or compost or seem to care... 😒 And just people that are mean or rude!