Today, I am irritated.

Warning: if you are a naturally cheery person or just in an exceptionally good mood, you might not want to read the following post.  You've been warned.

Today, I am irritated.

It's one of "those" days, even if it didn't start out that way.  In fact, most of the day was good. Busy, but good.  But somehow in the late afternoon, everything started piling up on me, making me see the world as half empty instead of half full.  It hasn't abated in the hours since, so instead of writing a blog about the delicious new item I discovered recently at my Bi-Lo, as I had planned, I'm going to rant a bit. *

I'm irritated by my eyeballs. They are so dry, I would like to rip them out of my frontal lobe right now.
I'm irritated (literally and figuratively) by contacts who make my eyeballs so dry that I would like to rip my eyeballs out of my frontal lobe right now.
I'm irritated by my hair and how it just hangs on my neck.**
I'm irritated by any and all shoes.
I'm irritated by my chapped lips.
I'm irritated by my increasingly sore throat.
I'm irritated at the way the weather can be so biting that it makes your skin feel completely raw one day and then the next day it can be 60 degrees. I'm also irritated that apparently it was 60 degrees today, but I wouldn't know because I was inside all day.
I'm irritated that I caught up on all of the Lizzie Bennett Diary Vlogs and now I have to wait patiently for new ones to come out twice a week.
I'm irritated that my dog was barking at me as I was trying to unlock the door in the dark with my hands and arms all full. ***
I'm irritated that I'm supposed to eat five different fruits and vegetables today as part of our work challenge, and I'm two short today, so I need to go make a snack of salad after I finish this blog.  Gross.
I'm irritated by salespeople.****
I'm irritated that I'm so irritated that I can't come up with other words for my irritation.

About the only thing not irritating me tonight is my shower.  It is a wonderful place. Sometimes I think I could stand in a shower for the rest of my life. Maybe I'll get a portable one to wear out and about like Ralph Macchio had in the Karate Kid. Except it would not be just for show. It would need to flow warm, decent-pressure water.

I realize these irritations are minor and the fact that this is all I have to complain about means I have a wonderful life. I think I just need to lay flat for awhile.

Do you have anything irritating you that you would care to rant about? Feel free to lay it on me in the comments below. I can take it.

*I figure I write plenty of posts talking about everything I love or all the things going great. You can handle one post full of irritation.
**Got my hair cut tonight, so hopefully, this will not be an issue tomorrow.
***I understand she is inside and alone all the time and she's just anxious for me to hurry up and get inside and greet her.  
****I suppose not all. Just the ones that drop by without appointments.