I’m discovering that the best way to get rid of conflict is to be light and humorous. This rather than grumpy and grudge-holding. For one thing, everything passes. Everything does. For another thing, life is just too short and what you get from holding a grudge can’t really top what you get from relief, either getting or giving. That said, what are my gripes this week? I have too many of them to name.¬† Here are a few and believe me, this is small stuff – really really small stuff:

Bad drivers who drive too slowly when I’m in a hurry
Ordering the wrong thing and then having the either live with it or go through the trouble of sending it back. Ugh. Who has time? Let it go.
People who say “let it go.”
Kids who think they’re better than other kids because their parents mistakenly believed that high self-esteem was more important than good manners, humility and general kindness. Trust me, folks – the smart thing is REALLY overrated. It doesn’t make you a better mom because your kid is smarter than all of the other kids and announces it every five seconds.
That $7.95 charge I get every month from a company I don’t know and can’t contact and have no way of ending this nightmare except to close my bank account.
The unending images of sexuality aimed at girls to teach them how to be manipulative and value the wrong things about themselves. Girls, seriously, it’s a dead end.
When I forget to push the coffee maker all the way in and coffee grinds spill out all over the counter.
When the dryer doesn’t dry all of the towels and I’ve run out of quarters. We Americans are spoiled with our dryers.
Fake eco-people and eco-things. Going green only means something if it impacts the planet in a positive way and it doesn’t mean just because you carry a yoga mat that you are green.
That I have no time to do anything and end up doing nothing and staring at the wall.
That I haven’t been laid in an unforgivable amount of time. A number is just a number but human beings are not designed to not be touched and all of that stuff. BUT I have no time to do anything except stare at the wall. Ergo, no time for anything.
Assholes. People who are assholes just to be assholes. For whatever bizarre thing that twists and turns inside of them that make them act out and hurt others – or worse, treat people with disrespect – failure to get the big picture? Assholes are everywhere. They are mostly male, let’s face it. But there are a few asshole women too. I guess they’re just bitches. I’ve been trying to deal with assholes lately and it is difficult, especially when one really HAS to deal with them on an ongoing basis. What’s always weird is how they are nice one minute and then total assholes the next. Argh. Good thing I have a blog that nobody reads to air out my frustrations.

There, that felt so much better.