Ten little teeny things which cheese me off

Bad traffic manners.  Pet parent rudeness.  My own learned helplessness.  My own prodigious powers of procrastination.  My own pets’ ignorance.  The fact that my house will not clean itself.  That I hate taking risks.  That when I finally gather my guts up enough to TAKE a risk, that I suck at it.  That I can read tarot so well for everydamnbody else but get NOTHING useful for myself.  And finally, that I am so bad at shaking off a funk.  I do so love to wallow in it.

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