Name one thing that's the bane of your life

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Can be lighthearted or heavy.

Mine is doing the packed lunches. Fucking hate it, especially those stupid Sistema lunchboxes with the compartments that nothing fits in not my best ever purchase

You?

Neighbors tree.

Blocks loads of our sunlight 🙄.

Then there's the apple splatter on all our back windows after every November storm.

Love hate relationship though, cause I do love watching the birds 😂.

@FizzyPink thanks for the Balmonds suggestion

Putting laundry away. It takes forever and there’s no quick solution.
“Volun-tolding” my husband has legally been furloughed since March 2020. How many actual days of furlough has he had? 0. Because his company has basically told all their employees that unless they work during the furlough there will be no job to go back to. So they are all “volunteering” at a sister company. Whilst on 80% furlough and the manager makes up the extra 20%. It’s the same as being full time except work get all the benefits and he can’t even ask for leave because he technically isn’t working.

Long Covid

MEN.

Putting washing away and hoovering the stairs

Packing away the supermarket shop or putting away clothes after ironing...hate those jobs!

Putting petrol in the car

The ironing, yes I know I don't HAVE to do it, but as a Mum of 4 I already get judged without sending wrinkly kids out into the world!

Wind.
Cold wind.
I'd ban it if I could.

My adult daughter. Me, me, me. Drama effin’ queen. Can’t have a conversation with me without insulting or swearing at me. Sad and awful.

Housework. It drives me crazy that I'm apparently the only member of our household who is aware that it needs doing regularly and if I mention it, I'm nagging. Dust can fuck right off in my opinion

Making different dinners for fuss pots

My neighbours

My new job. I hate it, there was no training and when I ask for help I get sent on a wild goose chase to find the person who can help.

On a lighter note, constantly searching for DS’ mini figures. Are they under the sofa, shoved down the side, in the dogs bed?! Every day we lose one until my day off when I pull everything out and search for hours just to repeat the next day.

Life

Picking up socks after my boys. Hate the bloody task!

Rushing to the bathroom only to find empty toilet roll tubes! 3 other people in this house, not one can be bothered replacing a finished loo roll! Drives me bonkers!!

Inexperienced Cyclists wobbling along on London roads and cat shit all over my garden - these are equally despised.

@Aprilshowersandhail

The lady who stops and chats(with another woman) for 45 mins on the path outside my house every Saturday and Sunday. Her white fucking yappy ddog never shuts up the entire time. Not sure how anyone can chat with that din.

I have shouted for it to shut up more than once.

Simply do the path with a pressure washer, on their arrival. Worth one or two lie ins for.

Trying to dodge toxic people getting back in touch after I walked away for very good reason. Just let me be!

Just one? I have many. People who cycle on pavements at great speed. People who cycle on the road but not in the cycle lanes provided for them. People who encourage their kids to pick flowers from the flower beds in parks. The people who obstruct the alley at the back of my house which preventing me from accessing my garage. People who fly tip. The bin men who don't return my bin outside my house but way down the road. (I'll stop here!)

Clutter.

Fucking hoarding husband and equally stuff-dependent kids!!!

Making coffee at home, carrying it with bags on train, then walking to work drinking it . I don’t have time to make a cuppa and drink it at work before I start. I much rather buy a coffee when I get off the train!!! Train ride is 4 minutes... I make no sense to myself

Driving and walking DC (and their friends when it's 'my turn' to do the party run or the footie run or the choir run etc) here there and everywhere. I am typing this from a car park while one DC does hockey. On Sunday I realised that I did 6 trips! It's boring, it dictates my schedule, it's awkward making conversation with DC friends in the car when I want to zone out after a day at work, I could be doing so much else with my time. I won't miss being a taxi service/chaperone at all . . . . .but I want to facilitate these lovely things my DC do so I got to bite the bullet.