Earlier in the week I posted 10 Things I like and 10 Things I don’t Part 1. You can see that here if you’d like.
Today I’m going to tackle 10 things I don’t like.
- Heat. I’ve already talked about the heat, but since it’s been near 90° the past several days, I thought I’d reiterate it. Because really? November is almost over. Why is it even this hot?
- Decorating for holidays. That doesn’t mean that I don’t love the decorations. I just don’t like doing it. And don’t even get me started on putting them away. Ugh.
- The fact that my grandma is 97. We have had a close relationship all my life, and just knowing that we’re living on such a short amount of borrowed time is hard to swallow. I try not to dwell on it, but she’s always reminding me these days that she doesn’t have much longer.
- Living in Southern California. It’s a love/hate thing really. Of course this is where my friends and family are, so I love it. But it’s getting hotter and drier, and it’s just so darn expensive. If I could pick up everyone I love and care about, and move them out of here with me, I’d be gone in a heartbeat.
- Opening gifts in front of people. I feel like my reaction is never going to be good enough. I feel awkward making a big fuss because that’s not me and is so fake. That doesn’t mean I don’t love what I’ve been thoughtfully given. I do. I promise. Please buy me things. hahaha I kid… Kind of. Not really.
- Cleaning. I hear there are weird people out there that actually enjoy it. I am not one of them.
- Malls. And shopping in general. I can’t remember the last time I went to a mall with the exception of a few weeks ago when I tagged along with my friend. We had one store to go to, and were out of there within 15 minutes. Thrift stores and craft stores are an exception to the shopping dislike. I could spend hours in both. Alone preferably.
- Marshmallows. Because, gross.
- Queen Palm Trees. What a MESS those trees are. There’s one probably 20 yards from our front door. First they make these tiny white flowers that fall off by the hundreds (maybe thousands) and end up getting tracked all over the living room. Then they make these orange “fruits” that are about the size of say, a bouncy ball, that fall off. As they sit decaying on the ground and get stepped on over and over, they begin to smell like rotting pumpkins. That’s pleasant, right? No. And heaven help you if you’re walking under it when one of those balls falls off and hits you in the head. Yeah, that happens often.
- Coming downstairs in the morning and finding the trashcan in the kitchen has been knocked over by the dogs.
So there you have it. Ten things I don’t like.
I’m hoping to get a post up before Thanksgiving, but chances are, that’s not going to happen. So if I don’t get one up, please have a wonderful holiday however you celebrate it. Especially enjoy that food. Besides the being thankful thing, we all know Thanksgiving is really about the food and football.