will never understand

There are a few things in life that I don't think I will ever be able to understand! 

First and foremost: 
the line of at least 11 cars every morning at the McDonalds drive through that I witness as I am on my way to work.  7 am people.  What in the world are people thinking?  Really, you need to start your day off with somewhere between 400-1090 calories and 25-50 grams of fat.  (I looked up the nutrition guide friends. . . and it made me want to throw-up) This doesn't even include the huge diet coke they are getting.  Nothing like drinking your calories at 7 am.  Sick. 

Second: 
Rude people  There is no way to describe these people other than rude.  Really, if you have a problem talk to me about it.  Don't ignore me, stomp away, roll your eyes, glare at me, give me the silent treatment or passive agressively argue with everything anyone who comes your way says.  Oh, and for the record, this person is an adult.  Immature and Rude. 

Third: 
Airlines  I'm kind of in a fight with the airlines right now.  Skyhigh prices (no pun intended) are not acceptable.  What is acceptable is any donations you would like to send my way so that I can actually finagle a trip to Oregon one more time this spring.  My travel budget is quickly approaching the in the red status.....and if for some odd reason you don't want to pay for me to fly to Eugene, maybe you could just start praying that prices aren't so high.  Something has go to do the trick right.  Expensive. 

Fourth: 
The dust that appears in a fine layer on every surface in my home only miliseconds after I am finished cleaning.  I've tried everything. Believe me.  No luck.  Constantly dusty.  There is no need to remind me that I basically live on the freeway which is a constant construction/dust zone.  I'm sure that has something to do with it.  

Fifth:
How my sewing projects seem to multiply faster than I can finish them.  I haven't even started anything new and it seems like no matter how much I "get done" there is always something unfinished.  Story of my life.  But the dress I just finished (never-mind that I started it last spring) is darn cute.  Think pink and green and stripes and patterns.  See, it sounds cute right?! That's because it is.  If you are lucky maybe you will see me wearing it everyday someday. 

Sixth: 
The amount of laundry that one person can have.  ONE person lives in this house.  ONE person who wears ONE outfit (sometimes 2 or 3) a day.  Out. of. control.  I kind of like laundry and have a love affair with ironing, so this I'm not complaining.  I'm just saying.  There is a lot of laundry happening here at my home of ONE. Crazy. 

 I am sure that there are more things. . . . but one thing I do understand is that I can't stay up late at night and expect to be a nice teacher in the morning.  So, I'm done with this post.