The past week has been very trying when it comes to my efforts to complain less. A few things that have caused incessant complaining are:
• Anything that tries my patience. Last weekend, my husband and I waited for over 20 minutes in the express line at the grocery store. We were only the fourth people in line, but the person in the process of checking out when we got into line was there for about 16 of the 20 minutes. People ahead of us and behind seemed equally perplexed as to how buying 15 items or less could take so much time. I have to report that whining about it to my husband did nothing to lessen the irritation I felt.
• Driving. Really there are no specifics here, I just found that every time I was behind the wheel, someone in front of me was doing something that was flat out dumb—going 12 mph in a 40 mph zone, driving down the middle of two lanes, or slowing down when approaching a green light. Why? Why!?!
• Housework. I complain (mainly inside my head, but sometimes to my husband) about how cluttered things always are here. Since I can’t manage to find the time to de-clutter, I have been rolling my eyes at the stack of mail and shredding on the stairs, angrily kicking at the pile of shoes on the hall rug and glaring at the crumbs on the kitchen floor as if they are going to wipe themselves up. Needless to say, this isn’t helping anyone or anything.
Despite my shortcomings, I did have an insight. I found that as I started complaining more frequently, I was generally crankier than I had been during the previous weeks when I had managed to tone down the ranting. And when I say complain, I mean about things that aren’t really worth the effort (like those above). I know that there will always be difficult things to vent about or that need to be discussed with others, but the mundane complaints don’t seem to serve much of a purpose since getting them off my chest did nothing to lessen my irritation.
But here we are, about a month into our challenge. Personally, I feel like complaining about who’s going to have time to write a recap about how the first 30ish days have gone, but I think I will just leave that to Amber (either writing the post or complaining about having to write a post—whichever she chooses 😉