Little Annoying Things

Hello Everyone:

It's a lovely Monday that makes you almost forget it's Monday.  My day is off to a great start. No mom or minion to disturb my breakfast.  This meant I could eat in peace and quiet.  The downside was no entertainment from the little nephew (a.k.a The Minion) or watching mom get herself in twist trying to get him dressed and out the door on time.  The up side was sipping my coffee in peace while checking the headlines and email on the phone.  I got into a bit of a snit over putting in my tragus earring this morning.  It seemed to take me forever and I was getting extremely frustrated.  I think I'll just leave in for now until I find someone to put a new one for me.  That really got under my skin.  Sometimes it's those little things that just put me in a foul mood.  It''s sort of like getting a deep cut under your finger nail.  Anyway, after I got the earring in, I was out the door.  Still, I just hate when little things like that hold me up.  I kind of reminds me of when  the ex used to rush me out the door.  The ex had this obsession with being on time to everything, even when being on time wasn't necessary.  It was like he was deathly afraid to miss something or someone was going to say something to him for being late.  I can understand the necessity for being on time to work, appointments, or dinner reservations but to parties, not necessary.  When I was still living with mom and dad, he would show up and insist I hurry up because, G-d forbid he should have to make small talk with them.  To be honest, my dad was a raging alcoholic and my mom can terribly annoying.  Also, he didn't have any manners.  What I saw in this guy, I'll never know.  My mom is the same way.  I have to be ready when she's ready, usually two hours ahead of time.  The point is when small things like an earring hold me up it just touches those emotions.
One thing that quickly brightened my mood was finding two coupons on http://www.yelp.com for a smog check.  It's time to pay the annual auto registration fee, I call the annual tribute for the privilege of driving in California, and this year I have to get a smog check.  So that made me happy.  Annoying earring begone.