Ranty Friday – my lack of patience

I have a lasting memory of my childhood after Parents Evenings with my parents coming home saying that the feedback was all good, I worked hard and participated well in class BUT I had no patience and rushed everything.

ranty friday lack of patience woman shouting

I used to laugh and roll my eyes when my parents told me to slow down as I never found it to be a negative…. until now.

I would like to think that I’m now described as a crafter and if there’s anything a crafter needs is patience. Everything is a little bit fiddly with a lot of glue and far too much paper so it’s very easy to get frustrated! So basically it’s quite an amusing mix – me and craft.

Not only am I crafter without patience but I’m also a parent!! And surely patience is at the top of the list when you’re being accepted into parenting school 🙂 Well somehow I got in.. twice!

This week therefore I’m ranting not about other people but about me. I think I’m an ok sort of girl but at the top of my list of things to change (other than my fat tummy of course) would be my lack of patience.

What do you find it difficult to be patient about?

Thank you so much for reading and please please head over to Mummy Barrow to read some other Ranty Friday posts.

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Ranty Friday – hangovers

So at what point is it fair that the older you get the worse the hangovers become?

ranty friday hangover

As a teenager and early twenties I was a big binge drinker and smoker and my hangovers were bad but I could continue 5, 7 even 10 days on the trot with just a quick Bloody Mary (or actually in my case a full fat Coke) and then on with the drinking.  OK, I didn’t have anything to get up for (well apart from University and then work) in the mornings but it didn’t matter I just coped.

I gave up smoking when I was 26 and the hangovers disappeared totally, not a jot, never ever.  It was amazing.  I couldn’t believe that smoking could really make me hungover and not the alcohol.  So I was laughing, I sympathised with my friends when they were suffering but truthfully just thanked my lucky stars and patted myself on my back for having such an amazing constitution!

Then I hit 30 which also coincided with having children and it has become an absolute JOKE.  OK, so when I drink I drink a lot – I’m a big girl and can take my drink – but still…. it just isn’t fair to punish me in such a way, especially when I have to look after my children with their whining and crying and constant why, why, why, why??????  No that’s not fair they’re not that bad at all however when I’m hungover THEY ARE THAT BAD.

So my Ranty Friday post this Friday really is in desperation – why oh why are my hangovers so bad?

Thanks for reading

ps – please check out my twitter friends blog – Mummy Barrow  She is encouraging us all to let out a rant each Friday and posting it on her blog – letting out a bit of steam before the weekend comes.

Ranty Friday – I hate people being late

So this Ranty Friday post is a bit controversial.  The reason being, one of my favourite people in the whole wide world is ALWAYS late and if she does read this she’ll know who she is so I just want to say that even though you’re ALWAYS late I will always love you 🙂

ranty friday hate people being late

So, I’m an early bird.  Not on time.  Not a bit early.  But a seriously anal early bird.  I absolutely do not expect people to be like me.  I spent a lot of time waiting around and I can see how annoying that would be for most people so I don’t recommend people be as early as I am.

What I would like however is that people are on time.  I understand that there are occasionally things out of our control that may make us a bit late however more often than not there is no reasonable excuse.

Why should I wait around for people just because they can’t get ready in time.  Is their time really more important than mine?

Thanks for reading.

ps – please check out my twitter friends blog – http://www.mummybarrow.com/ranty-friday/  She is encouraging us all to let out a rant each Friday and posting it on her blog – letting out a bit of steam before the weekend comes.

Ranty Friday – I hate it when people don’t say “please” and “thank you”

I don’t want to come across as a curmudgeon but I need to have a rant!

I remember as a child, that my parents (mostly my Mummy) continually said “say please”, ‘say thank you” and me thinking they sounded like a broken record.  I couldn’t understand what was so important so I would just say it in order to keep them quiet (well as quiet as possible)

However, today and for as long as I can remember, it comes naturally.  Whether that be in the car with someone having just let me out of a junction, in a shop where I have just bought something (or even just had a wonder), to every night when I put my children to bed and I say to them “thank you for being you”.   It is just polite, courteous and most importantly respectful.

I, in turn, seem to spend my life reminding my 5 and 3-year-old children to say please and thank you.  I’d like to think that it mostly comes naturally to them now but I still remind them if they haven’t.  At their parents evening this week both teachers said how polite they were and never needed reminding to say please and thank you and more than anything else that was said about them, that made me so proud.  My husband and I are bringing up well-mannered children and that really matters, really really matters.

The thing is though it has to come from adults.  How are the younger generation going to learn unless their parents and other adults encourage them to do so.  However, more often than not I get infuriated when I go out of my way to do something and I don’t get a thank you, whether that be from a stranger or someone I know.  Even slang words like ta or cheers is absolutely fine – I’m actually quite a fan of cheers (not only when I toast my wine!!).

There’s this annoying gate opening into the school playground that really slams back on itself.  I quite often find myself standing there at school drop off or pick up to let maybe 3-4 groups of people in but I rarely get a “thank you” or “ta” or even a vague smile in acknowledgement – it doesn’t take much does it?

So readers please, in future, no matter how small the action, please say please and thank you.

Thanks for listening to my Friday rant.   Oooooo what am I going to rant about next week?

ps – please check out my twitter friends blog – http://www.mummybarrow.com/ranty-friday/  She is encouraging us all to let out a rant each Friday and posting it on her blog – letting out a bit of steam before the weekend comes.