Its the little things

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Its the little things that shite me.

Things like idiot P platers speeding through school zones during school pick up time.

Things like the lollipop man glaring at me because I beeped the P plater in front because I didn't think he was going to stop at the crossing when the kids were walking across. Mr Lollipop must have thought I was a mad woman when I beeped P plater again because he was about to take off again before the crossing was clear.  I honestly wasn't beeping for him to take off!  I even went back 20 minutes later to explain to him I really was trying to protect him but the Lollipop was nowhere in sight.  I've decided I must never drive down that street again between 3pm and 4pm.

Other little things that really make me see red:

• Crumbs in the bed.
• Lolly wrappers left on floor, chairs, bedrooms and in my car where a waiting family of ants are there to multiply and bite me on the unmentionables while I'm driving (this actually happened to me while I was wearing AntzPantz - the irony almost killed me, not to mention me swerving into oncoming traffic with the pain).
• Stickers from apples left on every available surface (found one on my husband's head one night while he was asleep).
• Browning apple cores left everywhere
• The constant sound of a bouncing soccer ball in the hallway (this is happening right now)

There are big things that also shite me, like

• Big corporations that crush the small businesses that are trying to make an honest living.
• Governments refusing to protect the earth so they can profit from the taxes.
• Companies that seem to think putting a perfectly good food in as much packaging as possible will make it more appealing (wrapping bananas in Styrofoam and Gladwrap – WTF?).
• Seeing the same amount of drink bottles and fast food wrappers floating in the bay every week, no matter how many times there’s a clean up by the council (where does it all come from? Do people still throw rubbish out their car window?).
• Watching traumatised kids come through the system unnoticed and ending up in more trouble then anyone deserves (how can so many people turn their back?).
• Cliché male mid life crises.  Not the sports car/motorbike/gym obsession ones, that’s fine, it’s the ones that suddenly find they can get attention from young and attractive women and decide that a few weeks/months/years of new sex is worth throwing everything away for.

That has to be the end of my whinge, I need to go find something positive, like a glass of Baileys.

p.s. one more point - why hasn't anyone donated to our Bay Run Fundraising Page for CanTeen?

**This is part of FYBF for With Some Grace where you can see my small part in her vlog, Off The Chizain!**