Mildly Miffed Mondays

My daughter, who has the blog Pajama Days (mypajamadays.com), writes a post every Friday entitled Friday Flip-Offs.  Her post is linked to another blog site which actually started this notion of flipping off people, things, and situations which are incredibly annoying.  Rudeness and stupidity often head the list of things needing flipping off.  I wanted to join in and add my own thoughts, but I didn’t for two reasons.  First, I have no idea how to link to another blog site, and I think you sort of need to do that because it started off as someone else’s idea.  And second, as I tried to think of things to flip off, I found that at my age, I’m just not that angry anymore.  When I was younger, I know so many things bothered me; I mean REALLY bothered me.  Maybe when you are going a mile a minute with not a second for yourself, you have less patience.  You also have less time.  So when anything wastes what little time you have, you erupt.  I know I was no exception.  In fact, I really surprised myself when I tried to join in the Friday Flip-Offs and couldn’t think of anything worthy.  So I am going to content myself with Mildly Miffed Mondays.  This may be my only post on this topic because, as I said in the beginning, I’m just not that angry anymore.

So…here goes.  I went to Target to buy some workout pants to wear to the Y.  I have plenty of cropped pants for the warmer weather, but now that it’s getting cold, I wanted long ones, especially because we do our t’ai chi outside.  All I could find were pants that said they were for women 5’3” tall to 5’9” tall.  If you are outside those parameters, apparently you don’t work out, or if you do, you are out of luck.  I used to be 5’3” tall, but I have shrunk to 5’2”.  I have trouble picturing how pants that fit a woman who is 5’3” would also be the right length for women who are 5’9”.  I am mildly miffed about this situation.

Last night my husband strung our evergreen garland on the bannister and then wrapped it with white Christmas lights.  He tested the lights before he used them, of course, and they worked perfectly.  However, after we spent the time untangling them and then wrapping the bannister, they no longer worked.  At first we thought it might be the extension cord we were using, so my husband went out to the garage for the third time and found another extension cord.  Still nothing.  So we unwound the lights and jiggled each one until we found the one light that wasn’t working.  Tonight we will have to get the ladder out again to reach the rest of our Christmas lights in the garage and pull out one that will complete the circuit for our white ones.  Unfortunately, I don’t have anymore white lights, so I will have to use a colored one, but without sticking another light in that socket, the whole string won’t work.  I’m mildly miffed that they make Christmas lights that don’t work if just one is faulty.

Finally, we are about to turn in the rental car we’ve had for a month now since someone hit our car and nearly totaled it and sent it to the collision center.  A couple of days ago, I happened to be looking at the dashboard and recognized a symbol that I was introduced to on my daughter’s car while we were visiting during Thanksgiving.  The symbol means the car has heated seats.  We have had this car for a month, drove it all the way from Virginia Beach to Boston and back a few weeks ago, and never knew it had heated seats!  I am miffed that rental cars do not give you the car’s manual when you rent the car so you would know how everything works and what everything means.

So there you have it.  Not much of a list, I know.  I will try to be more aware of what annoys me so I can share next Monday.  But don’t count on it.

Advertisements

About Coming East

I am a writer, wife, mother, and grandmother who thinks you're never too old until you're dead. My inspiration is Grandma Moses who became a successful artist in her late 70's. If I don't do something pretty soon, though, I'll have to find someone older for inspiration.
This entry was posted in Just Blogging and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

4 Responses to Mildly Miffed Mondays

  1. mypajamadays says:

    Haha! The Christmas lights thing bugs me too – and apparently woman under 5 ft aren’t interested in wearing anything other than black pants to exercise in, because that is my ONLY option. Sheesh!

  2. elaine says:

    Being miffed does let it out – which is healthy. I am so glad that I have aged because I agree – there is less to be miffed about. You made a good point about time. When you are younger it seems like there is never enough time to fit everything in – there are so many more pressures on the time we have. It is very pleasant not to be working for an employer, or having imposed time schedules that must be met.

    See you tomorrow in Tai Chi.

    E

Let me hear your thoughts. They are important to me.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s