Dontcha just hate...

…that all the raisins in a bowl of Raisin Bran sink to the bottom, so your last few bites consist entirely of soggy, squishy, sugary raisins? Yuck.

No problem. I just don’t eat the raisins.

…when the coffee filter doesn’t go in just right, and you end up brewing a pot of highly sedimentary java?

I hate it when the tea bag breaks in the microwave.

…being on the toilet when you realize you’re out of TP, and having to get up and waddle carefully to the cabinet to get more?

Usually happens. We have a box of Kleenex on all toilets.

…putting on a new pair of pantyhose, and your thumb/toenail punches a hole in them?

My SDMB pal Rich Hall, RIP, had that problem.

…realizing halfway through a hot, sweaty August day that you forgot to put deodorant on?

What’s deodorant?

…the feel of wet hair pressed against the back of your neck when putting on a tight sweater/turtleneck after a shower?

Usually very short hair in summer, longer in winter.

…you’ve gotten up early to do stuff in the house not bothered by kids, and stayed up later after they go to bed. At 3 AM, one of them can’t sleep

…When you freshly paint your nails and then while walking out of the bathroom you hit your nails on the wall, cabinet, side of the door…whatever… and mess up your nails. I still have yet to ever succeed in having a nail painting session end with ten nice smooth dry nails…sigh.

…When you really have to get a good nights sleep because you have a big day tommorrow, or whatever, and you CAN NOT sleep. grrr… you toss, you turn, you can not get comfortable.

…When you stumble into the bathroom in the middle of the night only to step into a nice fresh batch of cat barf.

…When you pull out you favorite kind of cereal, only to find that someone put it back in the fridge with just crumbs at the bottom of the bag. :mad:

Having the cat pee in front of the door, again.

Stepping on Barbie shoes. I thought they were all put away.

Getting into a hot car.

People telling me I have such a cute granddaughter. (MiniCal’s my daughter, I’m an older mommy)

Thinking MiniCal really and truely asleep and that Cal and I can have some adult time together, and she’s not.

Bad Chinese food.

I hear you, sister. I’ve got two toddlers. “Adult time” consists of watching TV shows that don’t end in happy songs.

…That I can’t find pants that are the right length. The “Short” ones are to short and the “Regular” ones are to long. aarrgghhh.

… When you poor you self a big bowl of cereal only to discover that there is only enough milk left to slightly dampen your cereal. I hate that more then not having milk at all. It’s like a big tease.

…When you buy something at the store only to discover it on sale for 50% off the next day.

…waking up on a work day and seeing your digital clock flashing, indicating the power had gone out in the middle of the night and you’re probably (no, definitely) going to be late for work.

…sleeping over at a girlfriend’s house and realizing the next morning she doesn’t drink coffee so you have to make do with water or flat Pepsi.

…discovering that there is no toothpaste in the entire house and you’re late for work because the damn power went out.

…getting out of the tub and finding out there are no towels anywhere in the bathroom and you have to run, freezing cold and nekkid, downstairs to the laundry room to get one.

…getting your hair all wet and grabbing the shampoo bottle gasps out nothing more than a pleasant smelling whiff into your hand.

…settling in for a quiet afternoon of reading the SDMB when suddenly everyone you’ve ever known in your life decides to come over for a seven hour visit, or calls to talk on the phone for a century, or both.