Stiff and sore

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All that work on the house and in the yard yesterday has me moving much slower today. Age isn’t just a number, so don’t listen.

I suppose if I did this stuff on a regular basis, I would be less sore. But, climbing up and down a ladder repeatedly to put up gutter guards and using the shears to cut down bushes aren’t something that happens regularly, so that little piece of advice goes in one ear and out the other.

OK, OK, being more physically active would be better, I know.

But today, just let me wallow in my tired, stiff and sore irritation. It’s just best for everyone.

 

Relatively needy

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As you may have read yesterday, there are some relatives staying with us. I have to preface that with the fact that these are in addition to the relatives who have been staying with us in the camper in our yard. So, needless to say, there are quite a few extra people around.

Well, yesterday when I got home, it seemed everyone who doesn’t have permanent residence IN the house needed something. Things they couldn’t take care of themselves or needed assistance with, or even just didn’t take care of themselves even though they caused the issue.

One relative needed help gathering supplies for a campfire in the backyard. Not a hard task, but since I didn’t really want a fire in the backyard pit it was rather irritating. It was just assumed it was OK rather than asking. So as to not make waves, I just did it.

One relative didn’t pick up their crap. So I put it away.

One relative broke a light switch. I went about repairs, only to find that it can’t be fixed and will need to be replaces.

One relative had to tell me, immediately about the day even though she could see that I was busy with other things. She literally followed me around talking while I took care of other stuff.

One relative complained because my face “said I looked like I was irritated.”

All of this was within the first 20 minutes of being home.

I’ll tell you what…some days it just doesn’t pay to go home. Perhaps I’ll not go home for the rest of the week…

Quiet time

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I like my quiet time.

I like time to be able to just be. I don’t do it often, but when I do I want it quiet. There are also some expectations when it comes to times of the day when it should be quiet…like when it is time for bed.

Now, I don’t mean silent. That would just be weird. Crickets singing. Birds chirping. Fan blowing. None of those really disturb the “quiet time”. However, there is a reasonable expectation that something won’t be louder than those things, which would then be a disruption to the quiet time.

Neighbor’s barking dog. Disruption of quiet time. Neighbor’s barking dog for hours in the evening and into the night, like after 10:00pm (the presumed quiet time of the city)? Yeah, down right infuriating.

Noisy, loud campers at a campground. Disruption of quiet time. Noisy and loud campers in a campground carrying on until after the POSTED quiet time of 10:00pm? Yeah, down right infuriating since the walls of a tent are literally paper thin.

What’s up with killing the quiet?

Don’t answer that. Keep it to yourself. That question was rhetorical.

I am trying to be quiet over here.

Quiet.

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Amazon problem

Anyone see any issues with the two items shown above? They were in the “Today’s Deals” section AND right next to each other…

Amazon has a huge problem with credibility when it comes to regulating selling and China. I mean really, exact same pic and exact same title and exact same “starting price.”

You would think a tech giant such as Amazon could weed out duplicate entries of the same thing sold by “different” people. Oh and they should probably ban people and companies that use these tactics, but that too becomes a difficult task. As such, for you as the consumer, you are likely getting ripped off if you aren’t taking significant time shopping and browsing on Amazon.

As always, buyer beware!


Anyone else noticed weird stuff on Amazon? Anyone else irritated by lack of regulation?

Robo calls and I swear

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I am on the “Do Not Call” list. So why are you calling me?

Oh, wait, you’re a robo call for a contest I didn’t enter telling me I won a prize that doesn’t exist.

It would be nice if we could just block anything that was initiated as a robo call. Issue solved. Yes, I could block that number that looks like it is from my area but then another number makes the same call two days later.

Irritating.

Technology exists to combat it. Technology exists to combat the technology to combat it.

Never ending cycle.

Annoyed. I swear if I ever meet someone that does this crap…

When you don’t want a chip off the old block

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Driving down the highway, perhaps over the posted limit, but minding my own business and staying my own lane when out of the blue there is a huge THWACK!! on the windshield.

You guessed it, a flying object made of stone but probably only the size of a peanut.

No damage this time, but is certainly gets your attention and most definitely riles you up. Rocks on the windshield, or anywhere on the car for that matter, are most irritating.

I commute millions of miles, it seems, and I hate it when that tiny little rock causes a chip in the window. Time and cold weather mean at some point the window is getting replaced. Who has time for that? Who can afford that? I suppose that is why you see cracked windshields everywhere…

Damn little rock.

I don’t wanna rock

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Rocks are great for mountains and landscaping.

Rocks are not good when you are digging a hole or a trench.

Rocks are not good when they are loose on a roadway and flip up to chip your window.

Rocks are not good when they are in your shoe.

Rocks are not good when they somehow end up in your food.

Rocks are not good when you get hit in the head – whether it was thrown or falling from a mountain.

Rocks are not good when you are sleeping on the ground and they are under you.

Rocks are dumb when you inscribe, paint, or write a message on them.

So, really, other than the first two things what are rocks good for?

The long pause…

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You know what I dislike greatly about texting with someone? The long pause between responses.

Now, I understand if there isn’t an actual conversation going on. You know, a text here or there because you both are busy and whatnot. But what I really dislike is that after say 12-15 texts, all of the sudden they appear to have disappeared. Minutes tick away as you wait for a response…then you get a response so you respond immediately and then it takes more minutes to get a response…irritating, I tell ya. If you can’t talk or continue the conversation, just say so.

Am I the only one who thinks it rude?