Five things that Get My Goat

1. Unfinished business… I like to get things done. I don’t like giving up or giving in (stubborn firstborn thing I’m told), and I hate walking away from something half-completed. Which is why I wasn’t a very good bureaucrat. And why I was an OK journo. This point, however, might not relate to office-work, which I am always happy to be distracted from.
2. Office-work… like housework, I love it when it is done, but it’s like swimming through the proverbial for me. I need a snorkel, and flippers and shovel and goggles, and a brew before I really start … well you get the drift. I start to procrastinate (which I also dislike, especially in myself) and flap around like the goldfish in The Cat in The Hat.
3. People who whinge… like me now! And YES we DO need the “g” in the word, my Yankee friends, it gives it more oomph. And if you are going to belly-ache and expect people to listen for any length of time, then do it with a little conviction. Like me now!
4. People who hog the overtaking lane… I mean this both literally and figuratively. I like to keep it movin’ right on along (call me impatient, or even a lead-foot … my closest friends do!). I really have better things to do than look at other people’s bumpers. (OK, a couple of exceptions here – and you know what I mean!). This dislike of being held up applies to freeways, footpaths and shopping aisles. Even my kids know to never stand in front of Mummy, but grab hold of the trolley like Bob the Builder, and hold on tight. All of which are excellent reasons I should live in the bush and not the big smoke!
5. Being sick or injured. I have spent an inordinate amount of my life in either of these positions. I like to be well – I am not a patient woman when it comes to recovery. It’s no good for my nerves to wait for others to have the time and inclination to wait on me, I’d just rather do it myself. And to wait for Mother Nature to do her stuff and make the cells hurry up and mend over whatever is broke. (NB I am more than happy to care for others who are sick – also an inordinate amount of time spent on this activity – see blog tomorrow).
6. I know there isn’t s’posed to be a 6, but this one is more a loathing than a peeve – it’s toads. Cane toads… I had forgotten how much I truly detest the horrible brown disgusting things, until I went to check the washing in our downstairs laundry just now. Two of them (huge and warty and gross) sat staring at me from in front of the washing machine til I dropped my gaze and backed out. I’ll change the loads over in the morning, when all such vile creatures have crawled back under whatever hole they crawled out of. Yukkkk! Something that ugly and unfriendly just ain’t natural… and I’m not the only one who thinks so!

That’s it kids… Peeve Time with the Bush Babe is officially over. Here is a pretty picture to make it all better now.

I like to take photos – I may have mentioned it before? And my camera is at the doctors, and being without my camera should really be my number 1 pet peeve. Cos I miss it… and there is so much to take photos of round here… hang on! There is a little instamatic around here somewhere… gotta go!

Keep smilin’ (and stop whinin’)

Bush Babe

PS Apparently I’m sposed to ‘tag’ someone else. So The Brave and Tracey you are up (if you feel like it, I mean. I’m very easy-going, really!). Jeanie I look forward to your offering!