I know I am. Stupid little 'jobs'

[WinkyisbackontheButterBeer]

I've just gone to make a cup of tea and realised that it means opening a new 4 pinter of milk.
I was unreasonably pissed off at this.

The cap hurts my hand and I hate pulling of the stupid, silver seal then having to throw it away.

I have no idea why this upsets me so much but it made me realise that I although I will do it. I am stupidly annoyed every time I have to and if that if I can find a way to get dh to do it, without actually telling him about my unreasonable dislike of the task, I will.

It made me wonder... is anyone else pissed off by anything as ridiculously small and insignificant, or am I alone in my unreasonableness?

Every little job that dp seems to have no idea even exists. Changing a hoover bag, wiping round the sink, cleaning the filter on the washing machine/dryer and dishwasher, cleaning the soap dish, cleaning out son’s lunch box (this one is particularly irritating as both of them ignore this), wiping the fronts of the kitchen cabinets ... and on it goes !

All the fucking bathroom admin involved in going to bed.
Pee
Contact lenses out and in cleaner.
Make up off.
Brush teeth.

Then when I’ve got my period all that shit to deal with too.

A while ago DH had to put some cream on his skin at bed time. He moaned about how much he had to do at bedtime. I had my period at that point and was not impressed.

Dagenham, you come fill my car with petrol then

Seriously it's one of the best things about having a short commute, that I don't have to fill up with petrol twice a week!

Glad others have said putting petrol in the car. When I was little the petrol station in our village had a man who did it for you. Dad would just sit there and hand him a tenner through the car window when he was done. So much more civilised than standing in the freezing cold while the wind destroys your hairdo and then waiting for ages while the cashier deals with people who have baskets of shopping. Sigh.

I also hate taking the recycling out of the kitchen and putting it in the appropriate boxes in the garage, no idea why this bothers me so much.

Oh and the rigmarole of getting ready for bed. Getting contact lenses out, then a wash and pjs on, making sure every scrap of make-up removed, teeth brushed and flossed, face cream, pee, hands washed again, hand cream, hair brushed. Anyone else tempted to just collapse into bed as they are?

I also hate opening milk. It gives me the RAGE

HidingBehindTheWallpaper. We cross posted. I am with you. In fact I am going to go and wash and put my pjs on now to cut down on the faffing later!

I really begrudge the money I spent on petrol as well. If I spend £50 on something, it should be something I can wear, not just money that goes up in smoke.

I also think food should be free. Really bedgrudge handing over £££ just so I can live.

If I didn't have to eat or travel, I would be so rich!

Freezer Tetris - thanks for that, it's perfect!
Bastard spraying tuna fish water - but only when you are dressed for work and about to head out the door, it never happens when you're in your Sunday sweatshirt.
The worst for me is when some devil-teenager/husband puts a greasy-crumbed frying-pan into a sink full of plastic kids' cups & plates.The cold, greasy dirty water slimes all over the plasticware and will never, ever come off, ever!

Finding the opening in a black bin liner. It's not unusual for it to take me 10 minutes to actually get the bastard thing open and put it into the bin. You'd think they might anticipate this...

I hate wasting time looking for the kitchen scissors that the kids have nicked from the drawer to do some of their never ending sellotaping despite the fact they both have their own craft scissors.

Having to change the loo roll! Especially when annoying bastard who used the last bit did not bother to do it

In fact I am going to go and wash and put my pjs on now to cut down on the faffing later!

I was complaining about this to a friend. She get into her pjs, makeup off, contacts out as soon as she gets home. Sound like a plan.

Also getting clingfilm off the roll. And anything to do with getting packed lunches ready.

Well i have executive function disorder so every daily task is overwhelming :') but taking the bin out is a particular hatred of mine. I dont even have to go outside, but i do have to go down many flights of stairs into the smelly basement car park, yuk yuk.
Also showering because i have major sensory issues. I shower every day without fail, obviously, but the amount of motivation required is ridiculous.

put a chain on the scissors or get a magnetic one so that you can stick it on an appliance.

Mines a lazy one, but I hate putting washing up outside to dry, I have to make sure I don't go through every single cobweb in my way, and be paranoid I'm covered with spiders.
So I end up spending money taking clothes to the launderette to dry my clothes.

Putting the children's plastic water bottles into the cupboard after they've been washed makes me rage unreasonably. The lids make them top-heavy and one always falls over which causes a domino effect and every fucker falls over and ususally out of the cupboard onto the floor. They get called all the bad swear words. Making me angry just thinking about them

Now ready for bed once my teeth are brushed. Ha.

To all those with Tupperware cupboard rage - put it in a draw. Or several draws if need be. Changed. My. Life.

Going to bed hacks me off too. Why do I have to do all that stuff? Why can’t I just BE in bed.

This is the opposite, but the feeling I gey when I am about to go to bed and realise I washed my face already (I do the Eve Lom muslin 3xhot, 1xcold) transcends happiness.