The weather. Where is summer? It’s been teasing us with a day of appropriate sun/temperature and then we pay with days of rain or overcast skies. It isn’t fair to have humidity and no sun.
The squirrels. I like squirrels but there are two who are getting on my last nerve. Every week they tear apart the trash and I have to go out, chase them away (as they guard their find) and put the bags in a barrel. Not everything can go down the garbage disposal so there is always food in the trash. The Husband always skips the barrels.
My children. I’m pleased that they are somewhat independent but a text, phone call or a sentence would be appreciated if you’re going out, change plans or will be late. I am always accountable to them when I do things (or they freak out). Why don’t they see it from the other side?
The above plant. I have been staring at a pot of dirt for weeks just sure that the plant would return like it always has in the past. I know The Husband has given it a few looks but he knows better than to touch the things in my domain (inside plants are mine. Outside he is free to do as he wishes, if he asks first). Just yesterday I noticed a tiny shoot and this morning the leaf is appearing. I really should be like the plant and be more resilient.