#teaspoon1
I've decided to split these into categories. Teaspoons are little things that annoy me. Scoops are thing people do that annoy me. Shovels are slightly heavier stuff. Anything worse than that stand well back, because that will be me writing through tears. And it takes a fair bit to make me cry the amount I've been through, and if I do cry for a seemingly little thing then it's not the little thing it's a flashback to a bigger thing. When I tell people I don't cry a lot they think oh happy person. Sorry to burst that sweet little bubble of yours. Oh well.
Well this is a teaspoon. A little thing that requires some backstory. Two days ago it was my little brother's (I have two one is a year older than the other.) birthday and he got a lot of balloons. Great fun for the first few days. Now just down right annoying. Now it's getting colder they play in the house and you literally can't walk into a room without being hit in the face by one. And they make the most irritating squeaking noise when you bump against them. But I'm alone in the house on Friday so it will be bye bye balloons. Hello calm walking and being safe in the knowledge you aren't going to be tripped up+laughed at by whole house. Call me evil but hey, revenge is sweet.
Okay first teaspoon gone. If you've got his far then well done. You are doing me good, and definitely a favour. xxx
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