I know I am. Stupid little 'jobs'

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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?

Putting pans away

So i bought a tefal ingenio set - 1 handle removable between all pans/frying pans etc

Cupboard/life changer

FunkyBarn but what happens when you need to cook with more than one pan at once, do you have to keep swapping the handle? Isn’t that more annoying than the cupboard issue?

Disclaimer: I leave my pans stacked at the corner of the counter top.

Opening tins of tuna. It's one of dd's favourite foods and I hate the grease that goes over your hands and the smell.

Brushing my teeth is a hateful, boring chore too

It just clicks on and off.... if i need to drain i cant do two at once anyway. 😂

Plus DP is the main cook. I tend to tidy up after..... i won 😁 (we could buy another handle if it did become an issue?

Plus the pans can go in the fridge with left overs in the straight in oven / on hob to warm back up again.... avoid the shiiiiite tupperware issue!

It just clicks on and off.... if i need to drain i cant do two at once anyway. 😂

Plus DP is the main cook. I tend to tidy up after..... i won 😁 (we could buy another handle if it did become an issue?

Plus the pans can go in the fridge with left overs in the straight in oven / on hob to warm back up again.... avoid the shiiiiite tupperware issue!

YY to opening a new milk carton. Ditto opening a new bottle of washing matchine liquid (or salad cream) with that silly silver tag thing too.

Also hate getting to a petrol station, a space coming up, but it's on the 'wrong side' for my car. Talking of cars, hate having to remove and then replace car aerial for an automatic car wash.

At one point I was calculating how many times I'd brushed my teeth. Realized as an old lady, I'll give up as i just won't be able to face it one more time

This!!
Now I’ve noticed it’s annoying it makes it even more irritating. every time I brush I think ‘oh look it’s bloody tooth brushing time again, sure I did this earlier’

Mine is opening bleach bottles where you have to squeeze the sides of the cap. It takes me at least 5 minutes and a lot of swearing.

Thank God I learned to swear. Without a good foul-mouthed curse I couldn't manage half the jobs I do.

Cleaning that horrible silicone stuff on the skirting board in the bathroom. Have just done it - oh yes I know how to have a good Saturday night. Collects all the dust and the whole place looks disgusting.

Changing the loo roll. I know I should put the cardboard tube in the recycling, but nah it goes in the bathroom bin. Which is too small to hold more than a couple of tubes.

And this!!
Or I leave the tube on the holder and balance the new roll on top until it runs out.* Then I have 2 cardboard tubes to get rid of.*

Ooh I hate hate hate opening a milk! And I get really irritated when I've had to collect a bunch of things from one place to put them somewhere else, unloading one thing at a time and it seems to take forever and I just want to dump it all! (Right, on to page 2).

Yes to so many of these, especially freezer Tetris (love it ) or anything that involves putting things away, tbh. I also hate refilling the pepper grinder. You have to twist off that tiny silver screw thing, pour the peppercorns into the ridiculously small hole - as millions of them bounce all over the worktops and kitchen floor random ones keep turning up weeks later - why?!) and then screwing it all back together, only to find the surface covered in pepper dust!! Argh!

Oh I do hate trying to squeeze pans into the fridge! Also when I get in to bed and remember the leftovers are still out so I have to get up again.

I’ve been reminded that I also hate cleaning my teeth, I’ve got one of those electric brushes with a timer and sometimes 2 minutes feels like hours.

Great thread 😊

I threw all of dh's coats outside the other day in a rage as he'd hung them all up by the hood.

Cleaning windows - they look perfect until I sit down and then they are covered in smears.

(1) Putting Tupperware into the drawer of doom. There are always too many different shapes to make neat piles and where do the bloody lids go?

(2) Taking Tupperware out of the drawer of doom. Where is the corresponding lid and why do the fuckers stick together like they've been superglued?

(3) Washing Tupperware. Why are they all tomatoey-orange? Why is there gunk round the rim?

I should chuck the lot and use disposable food containers.

I also hate filling my car up with diesel - I have to put the pump in the car the exact right amount or else diesel pisses down the side of the car or the pump just won't work, and the sweet spot where diesel will flow actually into the tank is somewhere in the millimetre between the two. And I have stupid child size hands so I have to use both hands to get enough grip to get the diesel out.

Hanging up washing.
I start off with good intentions. All neat and organised.
After five minutes I am flinging underwear and school trousers at the airer.
Luckily OH is the methodical sort and will happily sit for half an hour hanging stuff nicely

Winding the hose back up onto its holder. It never goes on properly and my hands get cold and muddy if I have forgotten to put gloves on.

Cleaning dried on mud from the soles of my walking boots. I have a special screwdriver now for this tedious job.

Cleaning the shower. Hair trapped in the outlet, mouldy spots on the silicon, the grey grout, difficult metal bars round the door. Horrendous.

Ok. Only on page 11 but I'm really enjoying this thread and wondered if this counts. You know how men, when in tv shows or whatever, use the urinal they have their hands down and they are looking up and around? It bugs me that at work, when I go to fill up my water bottle at the water dispensing thing, I strike the same pose. I'm not a man, I'm clearly not weeing, and am getting water in an entirely appropriate way, but there's no other pose to take. This bugs me.

Unloading the dishwasher.
We recently had a new kitchen and I remarked to the kitchen guy that I hate unloading the dishwasher. He gave me the genius idea of having two - one for clean stuff and the other for dirty. So you basically use the dishwashers as cupboards.
DH did not go for this idea but he is one of those arseholes who leaves plates etc on top of rather than in the dishwasher

Leftovers. I hate throwing food away, so wasteful. So I put it in tupperware and put in the fridge and then throw it out at a later date..... aargh!

Putting anything back to its proper place, always seems like such an insurmountable and final task.

Putting plugs in sockets and removing them. Makes me recoil inwardly everytime.

Cleaning the fucking wellies after a muddy dog walk. If I don't clean, I can't walk the next day and I can't clean because it is fucking annoying. Arrrrgh