I have realized that as every year goes by, my tolerance for things gets smaller. And when I say things, I mean things. Stupid small meaningless things.

I have pondered and wonder if it is just that I have no patience because I like things the way I like them, or if stupidity just gets harder to deal with as you age.

My biggest pet peeve currently is speaking in incomplete sentences. 

Being a mom of 3..Make it 4 if you count the hubby, I seem to be the center of everyone’s attention.  Lucky me huh…Not quite!

It doesn’t matter if I am washing dishes, cooking dinner, doing laundry or trying to go to the restroom..Not a moments peace for mom.  I could potentially deal with that if they all didn’t think I was a mind reader.

For example:

I’m in the kitchen doing dishes, water is on, washer and dryer going in the laundry room and one child says,from a completely different room, :mom, that’s what I want to do.” HUH!!!!

My mind is left with nothing but frustration. So my normal response is, do what???? And the normal reaction is,”forget it!” Like I’ve done something wrong!

I really wish the public school system would make speech and writing a mandatory part of everyday. Communication is still the key. But then I guess when we text full thoughts in lettered abbreviations, who the heck cares if you have a complete thought in your head that you can express.

I attribute a good deal of this to the school system. Our children do not read and write enough….Literature, stories, essays, letters, and so on…

And here I am, frustrated.  So my normal daily phrase currently is…

” I will be more than happy to respond to you when you speak in a full complete thought that I can understand.”

Happy hunting for a complete thought!