Today, I have one monumental thing to be upset about. Like, a life-changing thing to rattle my cage.
So, I’m focusing on the minuscule shit that pisses me off.
1. Mr. Wonderful’s ex doesn’t make eye contact with me. When I speak to her, she leaves the room without acknowledging me. This, gentle reader, hurts my feelings.
2. I spent half an hour in traffic, only to find that the tile shop did not have the tile for Mr. Wonderful’s bathroom as they had promised. They apologized profusely. I cussed profusely once in the safety of my car.
3. The cheese-o-rama book on tape that I’m listening to in my car features a heroine who is known for her colorful language … which amounts to “double damn.” Who the fuck says “double damn” without incorporating at least three more naughty words into it?