My friends who don’t work not understanding why talking on the phone on weeknights usually doesn’t work for me.

I hate tinted driver windows. We both get to the stop sign at the same time- I can't see you to gesture so I just go.

My mom texting me during work, every day during the holiday season, asking if I can call her asap when I have a minute ("It's not an emergency"). I call. It's always something like "I figured out the tracking for your christmas gift. I'm forwarding you an email." or "I'm emailing you gift options for the kids." But I saw the email, so the call was unnecessary. Yet if I ask if we can discuss over text, or reply to the email without calling, she ghosts me and acts hurt.

Irrational because I love her and she's doing nice things for us, but why can't we catch up on the weekend or the evenings? She gets insane at Christmastime!

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Anonymous wrote:My spouse comes into rooms I'm sitting in and turns off the light, then leaves. He thinks the room is bright enough, but isn't actually using the room. Makes me crazy.

I could be your spouse! I think people who rely on overhead lighting in the evening anywhere but the kitchen are soulless monsters. If DH is sitting in the living room past 9 pm with a bunch of overhead lights going, I dim them. We don’t need our house lit up like a cheap apartment late at night.

even if you are not using the space? that is so controlling, omg. I swear half of married ppl are low key being abused and dont realize. Id be pissed if someone told me what my ambient surrounding for my own personal use should be.

Anonymous wrote:My irrational pet peeve is that DH currently has a cold - the same cold I had a week ago, yet because he has a cold, he cannot do ANYTHING except lay on the couch. He shuffles around the house like a centenarian, has taken at least one day off work (HE WORKS FROM HOME!) and has done zero dishes despite working from home and dirtying up said dishes throughout the day. So annoyed. Like, if you were so sick, you’d be in bed and not eating normal quantities of food.

Man flu. Can be fatal if they are not fed constantly and/or if they leave the prone position. Showers, changes of clothing, and picking up Kleenex off the floor can exacerbate the condition.

The best treatment is to say on day 3 or later, “if you’re that sick you need to go to the doctor”.

My irrational pet peeve is that DH currently has a cold - the same cold I had a week ago, yet because he has a cold, he cannot do ANYTHING except lay on the couch. He shuffles around the house like a centenarian, has taken at least one day off work (HE WORKS FROM HOME!) and has done zero dishes despite working from home and dirtying up said dishes throughout the day. So annoyed. Like, if you were so sick, you’d be in bed and not eating normal quantities of food.

Anonymous wrote:I live in an apartment building, and mine is people smoking in their apartments. I wish they cared that I could smell that stench.

I agree but that's not irrational that's just caring about others health. My neighbors skunk weed has stunk my apartment up for the last 48 hours. They have no respect or decency to anyone else just to OPEN A WINDOW or smoke on balcony.

Irrational? All of my pet peeves are totally rational.

Anonymous wrote:What's your irrational pet peeve of the moment?

I'll start. Stanley water cups. I don't get paying $40 for a straw cup that you have to lug by the handle.

I used an REI member coupon to get a 20% discount on a Stanley cup for tween dd.

But agree, they are stupid expensive.

I live in an apartment building, and mine is people smoking in their apartments. I wish they cared that I could smell that stench.

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Anonymous wrote:My spouse comes into rooms I'm sitting in and turns off the light, then leaves. He thinks the room is bright enough, but isn't actually using the room. Makes me crazy.

I could be your spouse! I think people who rely on overhead lighting in the evening anywhere but the kitchen are soulless monsters. If DH is sitting in the living room past 9 pm with a bunch of overhead lights going, I dim them. We don’t need our house lit up like a cheap apartment late at night.

You're a control freak.

If your DH doesn't turn the overhead lights off b/c he's merely not paying attention, so be it. But if he has ever expressed to you that he prefers the lights on while he's in the room and you keep changing them, then you're really messed up.

I didn’t say I wasn’t a control freak and not really messed up! Just that I hate tacky too-bright overhead lighting.

Our school driveway is at the top of a T-intersection. By law, cars turning right from the crossbar of the T should have priority over cars coming from the vertical line part of the T, because they’re continuous traffic and don’t have a stop sign. But inevitably cars coming from the vertical line part just drive straight through the intersection and stop sign into the driveway without looking or yielding. Just thinking about it makes me mad.

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Anonymous wrote:My spouse comes into rooms I'm sitting in and turns off the light, then leaves. He thinks the room is bright enough, but isn't actually using the room. Makes me crazy.

I could be your spouse! I think people who rely on overhead lighting in the evening anywhere but the kitchen are soulless monsters. If DH is sitting in the living room past 9 pm with a bunch of overhead lights going, I dim them. We don’t need our house lit up like a cheap apartment late at night.

You're a control freak.

If your DH doesn't turn the overhead lights off b/c he's merely not paying attention, so be it. But if he has ever expressed to you that he prefers the lights on while he's in the room and you keep changing them, then you're really messed up.

Anonymous wrote:Family photo holidays cards but only with photos of the children. I want to see my friends!

I want you to see me, too, but not my judgy relatives or acquaintances who are waiting to see how gray or chubby I look and gossip about it but will also gossip if we don’t send a card! I don’t have the energy to send two sets of cards, so you get the kids.

I don't think my Instagram algorithm knows me well.