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I hate it when... I'm dealing with a business over the phone and they need some kind of document from me and assume I have a fax machine. Why would I have a fax machine? I know some printers have that capability but that's a business function not a personal function. It's irritating.
I hate it when... I'm on the phone with my husband and hear multiple explosions. Cue flip-flopping of stomach. *
I hate it when... I'm tired and ready for bed at 630 in the evening. What am I 80 years old?
I hate it when... people act superior to others. It's ugly.
I hate it when... the laundry is cleaned and needs to be folded then put away. Any volunteers? haaa
I hate it when... people fancy themselves a photographer just because they picked up a DSLR. Yes, I have one. Yes, I like to share pictures but I don't assume I'm a photographer just because I have a semi-fancy camera. C'mon people!!
*I heard from Kevin about 15 minutes later so he's doing ok! Cue relief... a friend told me Xanax was invented for the military spouse. Raise your hand if you agree! (I agree)