The Little Annoyances
It's amazing how much small things can irritate a person. A paper cut often hurts as much as a deep gash. A tiny grain of sand in one's shoe feels like a huge rock.
Right now my scissors seem to have gone astray. I normally keep a pair of scissors in my office, and now I can't find them. Every time I need to do something with scissors, I have to go get another pair from elsewhere in the house, which is so annoying.
I know that I had them Tuesday night when I was pricing merchandise and getting an eBay sale ready to ship. So I'm pretty sure they're somewhere in this house, probably somewhere back here in my office. But try as I might, I can't bring them to hand, which suggests I'm going to need to undertake a major search, and probably a major sort and cleaning. And right now I just don't have the time for it.
Right now my scissors seem to have gone astray. I normally keep a pair of scissors in my office, and now I can't find them. Every time I need to do something with scissors, I have to go get another pair from elsewhere in the house, which is so annoying.
I know that I had them Tuesday night when I was pricing merchandise and getting an eBay sale ready to ship. So I'm pretty sure they're somewhere in this house, probably somewhere back here in my office. But try as I might, I can't bring them to hand, which suggests I'm going to need to undertake a major search, and probably a major sort and cleaning. And right now I just don't have the time for it.