The Witching Hour Coffee Share


If we were having a coffee this week, it might need to be a big one.

I’ve spent most of this week annoyed and, despite the fact I have a reputation for grumpiness, I don’t actually enjoy it.

On Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday mornings I woke up at 3.47, 3.48 and 3.49 respectively.  Once I got over my interest in the numbers, I realised that that’s why I’ve spent most of the week tired.

I was annoyed last weekend that some things came up that stopped me doing what I wanted to do.  To stop me shouting at people I decided that I wouldn’t talk to them for a while because I couldn’t work out whether my annoyance with them was fair or not, in the sense that I didn’t want to cut my nose off to spite my face and the compromise, logically if not emotionally, was the best decision.

I got annoyed by unnecessary inverted commas.

Unless you’re Joey from Friends, they’re completely pointless.  My grandmother used to do the same thing on thank you cards, where she would put her thanks in inverted commas.  Was hard to know if she meant it.

A few things at work have been annoying me, both usefully packaged up as wishing people would just do their jobs.  One part is people just not doing something, claiming they don’t know how.  The other is people who genuinely seem to not know what they’re doing all of a sudden, after doing the job for a year.  I’ve spent most of the week doing other people’s stuff which doesn’t normally bother me when they need help, but this felt like laziness and incompetence.

Today I was annoyed for the same reason as last weekend – I had to do something I didn’t want to do.  Well, not that I didn’t want to do, but I couldn’t do something I really wanted to do because if it.  I had to go to a Christening of my cousin’s daughter.  I only see said cousin at religious events – marriages, Christenings and funerals.

I know, by its very definition, that a Christening is based in Christianity, but this seemed to be the least inclusive service that I’ve ever been to.  It also seemed very Hellfire and Damnation.

I’ve also got annoyed by just being ignored.  I’ve already written a post on the subject, but just ceasing communication with someone is one of the most cowardly and awful things you can do.  It kinda sucks more when you don’t realise what you’ve done to deserve it.

To try to cheer myself up, I saw fireworks.

I went out the other night and came back to find that Moo Cat had obviously had an interesting day.  He moved the rug to the other side of the room and had also been playing with the laces on my trainers.

I also, for some reason, saw a purple sky.  Like, really purple.

I kinda liked seeing some other colours in the trees at the moment too.

Next week, it will have been 20 years since my grandfather died.  I can still remember Mum walking in to our bedroom when we were kids to tell us.  One of the things that reminds me of him is the geese migrating for the winter.

So, yeah, not the most fun week.  Here’s hoping that yours was better.  Speak to you next week.


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