Tuesday, 29 November 2016
Big Things...Little Things
Have you ever noticed it's not the big things that drive you screaming over the edge like lemmings off a cliff? It's the little things that do it. Seems you can handle death, marriage, birth, loss of job....but that lady on TV who says "Get chore house sold." can raise your blood pressure. That guy on the fragrance commercial who asks you, "How's a guy supposed to move on-uh?" He makes me grind my teeth. Or, how about that guy who sits in your living room and can never take his coffee cup with him when he leaves the room? That guy. Yeah. Talk about road rage? He gives me living room rage. Daily. The kid who never calls Mom unless she wants something. That can start a rant that goes on for hours-uh. Yes..it's the little things. The straw on the camels back things. I can stand the big load, it's the straws that are killing me.