A Mostly Annoying Day
This has been a rather annoying day. Fred wanted to go get some beer that was on sale so he asked if I wanted to go with him. I had just got in from a local mall so I should have said no but I said yes because I quite liked this little store we were going to. So, just as we started off, I realized I was wearing my looking-at-computer glasses which was a little annoying but not the end of the world. When we got to the store, we couldn’t find the specific beer that was advertised so I went to the check-out counter to ask and was told it was supposed to be in the cooler. I walked over there and suddenly Fred snapped, “Get out of my way!” Now, this is MOST unlike him. Normally I don’t put up with people being rude to me and normally I would have stood there until he moderated his tone of voice and said “Please!” but for some reason, I said nothing and just fumed! He couldn’t find it and I decided to be petty and NOT go up to the front and get someone to find it for him. So, he started up towards the front but instead of asking for help, he goes out to the car and sits there until I come out. {We never did get the beer!}
The second annoying thing was that at that point I noticed my pedometer was missing {yet again} from the side of my shoe. I was fairly sure it had come off when I was lying on my bed reading before we left, but it was an annoyance. I decided not to say a word about him not getting the beer we actually came out for {I can be petty, too} and we started off home. Except he said he wanted to go out to the bread-and-milk store and did I want to go with him or home? At this point, I should have said home because I could feel the irritability level rise but I said I would go with him. the chief reason was because I will need to go out there myself before he gets permission to drive after his surgery, and although I have been out there a couple of times, as a passenger, I don’t pay too much attention to the route. So, we went and got what we needed and then waited and waited and waited in line while a new checker had to be taught how to void a mistake he had made and re-ring the bread and cake of the person in front of us. And then he made the same mistake with our order and we had to wait and wait and wait some more while his manager sorted it out yet a second time.
We finally got into the car and went home and the third annoying thing was that because it was getting dark and I was wearing the wrong glasses, as we were driving along, my inner-ear rebelled and I suddenly started to feel queasy. I was very glad to get home. After I had lain down for a while, my intestines settled down and I felt a lot better.
And I was right about the pedometer. It was lying on the bed where it had fallen off my shoe. I also managed to get an Applebee’s gift certificate for my older son and his wife when I was out this morning.
Until later…
At least its little annoyances instead of big ones. Thank you for your note the other day about thinking of being a perfect wife. It sunk in, and I know that that is exactly what I was doing. It was way too much pressure.
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I want a pedometer!
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Oh, now you’re making me wonder about how I would be with this……certainly not as quiet, or controlled as you were…. Maybe I’m NOT such a good candidate for a twosome…… Love you! ~M
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Better day for you tomorrow, I hope.
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Funny he never got the beer. Wonder if he is crabby thinking about his health.
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Those pedometers never stick. I’ve dropped mine several times.
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Wonder what’s up with Fred? Probably the underlying worry of the upcoming surgery. But still. Hope he comes to his senses and apologizes.
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ugh, I would’ve been petty too. He shouldn’t have acted this way….
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Aww.. Sorry to hear you had such a bad day.. Is it the stress of the impending surgery maybe bothering Fred? From what you write he seems so easygoing.. Hope things get smoothes out for you! ~ Carrie
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You’re allowed to be annoyed 🙂
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well hopefully tomorrow will be less annoying. Monday was the annoying day here. 🙂
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Could Fred be worried about the operation?
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Darn! “Get out of my way”?? That was rude! I hope that someday, though, I will learn to hold my tongue once in awhile, like you do. Does it ever get easier to do that? I’m glad you found your pedometer; that was one good thing! I hope you have a MUCH better day today. 🙂 Weesprite
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Patrisha, I think with Fred this is “pre-surgery” anger stirring in him. You handled it well. As for the pedometer, I no longer wear it on my shoe but on a stretchy band that is actually for your wrist. I wrap it around my ankle & clip the pedometer on it. I haven’t lost it once this way &it records every darned step. Love, Anna PS Better day today!!
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how are you feeling towards fred today? he’s probably got presurgery jitters and being angry is his way of getting it out. but, he still shouldn’t have been so rude to you. wonder why he didn’t ask for help to find the beer? hopefully, both of you will have a better day today! take care,
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i have a pedometer too! 🙂 sarah x
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These days are sent to try us, that is for sure. They also make us appricate the good days much more. have a great day
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sounds like he had something else on his mind that was worrying him and not finding the beer was the last straw.
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I hope that today is a better day! I probably would have done what you did. I hope that you have a better day today. Blessings.
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*huggs* I hope you feel better and have a better day today!
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I thought just us younger folks had run ins with our spouses. I guess all in all we are all alike where we do get irritable with each other. HOpe your day gets better.
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No matter the reason, there were still too many stressful things for you yesterday!
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I’m sure your instincts about not saying something when you usually would were based on compassion and intelligence.
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