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Blogtober Day 22, My pet peeves...

Things that cause me to make faces such as this, aka pet peeves:



-the use of the "R" word in a casual reference, to identify something as "stupid", or just overall. This is probably my biggest pet peeve in life because that word carries a lot of weight and hate. There are a million better choices to use in every example. I assure you.

-toilet paper rolls left as the empty cardboard

-when my beautiful angel cake baby girl dogters, the little one in particular, jump up on the couch with snacks after I just vacuumed it

-loud assholes in a room who don't let others contribute an opinion

-when something goes awry with the DVR. I 100% KNOW I set it to record. #firstworldproblems

-finding an ideal dress, shirt, or skirt in a store and there's a tear, a stain, or something you just wouldn't be able to fix. And it's on sale!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-cruelness to the elderly and animals. This is an area of no restraint for me, I will lose it if I witness such atrocities.

-bullying in any sort of way. WHY is this still a thing??? Seriously, be kind to each other. Just.that.easy.


So there we have my ranting of pet peeves. I like to keep it pretty positive in life overall but hey, we're all human and we all have things that bug us. What grinds your gears?

Until we meet again,
M

Helene in Between Blogtober

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  1. I hate animal cruelty. Some people think that crimes against fellow humans are more important...but if you can't even take care of an animal and treat them with kindness, I don't think you should be trusted with human children.

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