I’m annoyed

There are less and less things that annoy me. Maybe it’s because I’m too lazy to get mad. Maybe it’s because I just don’t care about things anymore. Either way, this morning I’m annoyed.

It’s Saturday. And a beautiful one. Gorgeous blue skies. No wind. It’s probably in the high 60’s or very low 70’s out. I can hear the chirping of our little parakeets outside my window. It’s just beautiful. But at 8:30AM, I don’t want to be woke up by the annoying bark of a yapper dog. Or the pounding of a hammer. Or the sounds of power drills or saws. I just don’t.

I don’t care that you have home repairs to make before selling your house. I don’t care one bit. Know what I do care about? Sleeping in on the ONE day I can. That house is empty. Nobody has been there in over a MONTH and today is the day you want to come make a bunch of noise? Do it during the week when nobody is sleeping! Or wait to do the noisy stuff after lunch.

Since having been awaken with such an annoyance, the rest of my day is spent with an attitude I can’t hide. I become short with everyone. And then guess what happens? Everyone thinks I’m being mean or that I’m mad about something. I’m not! I am just holding onto this residual annoyance from the morning.

I guess now’s as good a time as any to start working on changing that. <sigh>   I just wanted to sleep in today, not rewrite the future.