Did anyone know there is a national “Pet Peeve” week? I didn’t until I got a note on October 8th from my Northern California ukulele teacher announcing that fact, and asking the group to pick songs for our weekly strumming session that contained items or events that annoy us.
I didn’t even know that National Pet Peeve week is observed on the second full week of October. I guess I am simply out of the loop on “important things” like this 😜. And that’s a pet peeve of mine, that we even have weeks devoted to pet peeves. I have enough to think about trying to keep this 65 year old brain in working order, than worry about the flavor of the week.
I wasn’t able to attend the ukulele session devoted to pet peeves, but this is a subject I’ve wanted to write about and the email was the push I needed.
I do have pet peeves, and I often wonder if they indicate what a sensitive soul I am, or if they highlight my failures and exemplify a judgmental personality, ha ha. I think about things like this!
Pet peeve number 1:
People who walk in the crosswalk, face buried in their phone, oblivious of stop lights and traffic. (Warning: “Distracted Pedestrian law” coming soon to your neighborhood 😂)
Pet peeve number 2:
Yoga practitioners who come into a class late, open up their mat with a LOUD WHIP, toss their shoes, water bottle and other belongings around haphazardly. (Disclaimer: this mostly happens in gym settings. When I taught yoga in a neighborhood community room, I kindly reminded students to please store belongings and shoes at the back of the room.)
Pet peeve number 3:
Going to the grocery store at 6:30 am in the morning and being assaulted with loud music blaring from the speakers. I don’t like loud music at any time in a store, but at 6:30am? Man, I’m just waking up. Whatever happened to soothing elevator music – oh yeah, we made fun of it back in the day but how I miss it!
I’m going to keep the list at 3 pet peeves and expand on the last one as it reminds me of something my daughter said that has to do with loud noises. We were going to paint night recently (something we do together as mom and daughter when our schedules permit) and I received a last minute call from her:
“Oh no, Mom. This may not be good night for paint night!”
“Why not?” I asked.
“Well, it’s opening season for the 49ers and it’s going to be loud in the restaurant/bar that is hosting paint night and you aren’t going to like it. Don’t you remember what happened last time? It was during basketball finals and you moaned and groaned the entire time complaining how loud it was, and you couldn’t hear the teacher.”
Shall I insert that my daughter’s pet peeve is a complaining Mom? ha ha
I promised my daughter I would be good. But yes, one of my pet peeves is crazy loud music or noises that jostle my nervous system! I’m a work in progress and I’m constantly taking note of where I can improve, and my daughter is right there to let me know which areas need improvement. Aren’t daughters wonderful? Yes, they are.
I was having a hard time with my sunflower painting on our recent paint night; I couldn’t get my palette knife to do what I wanted it to do. I felt like taking the canvas and throwing it out the window. I guess I was grunting and groaning because my daughter turned to me and encouraged me to stay positive. She was experiencing the same frustration, yet maintained her cool and kept quietly plugging away, concentrating quite remarkably in spite of sports fans’ whoops and hollers flowing in from the adjacent bar area.
I don’t think I complained once about the noise from the sports fans and I was ready to pat myself on the back, but the night was not over! My daughter offered up an observation afterwards regarding my grunting. She said, “Mom, you don’t even know you are doing it!” That’s probably correct, I’m embarrassed to admit, but I’m working on self awareness. Slowly but surely. As I tell my grand kids, “Slow and steady wins the race!” They love to hear that and ask, “Nana, what does that mean?” I then segue into a long story about a turtle and a hare!
My family members laugh about my groaning and astutely observe, “First Mom has to get it out of her system and then she rallies and is a real trooper and A-1 helper.” My life philosophy regarding my shortcomings is this: if I were perfect, I would be in a permanent heavenly home. The fact that I find myself on this planet means I still have work to do and God has given me that chance! And God only knows, I mean well! 🙂
Here’s some lovely flowers we worked on once upon a time – I think we were both happy with this project:
So now that I’ve managed to get through a paint night without complaining about all the whooping and hollering from bar patrons, my next task is to become more aware of the sound effects emanating from my own mouth! I’ll report back after next paint night with daughter.
As I look at my pet peeve list, it’s a chance to get to know myself better and also serves as a reminder to keep my side of the street clean and to not get caught up in others’ dramas. It’s also an opportunity to practice detaching from external cacophony and instead work towards becoming an island of serenity to myself. Easier said than done, but heck it’s about progress, not perfection and all I can do is try. I believe that is what God asks of us – to become aware and at least try!
“If I am being hard on myself, I can stop and remember that I deserve gentleness and understanding from myself. Being human is not a character defect! Today I will be gentle with my humanness.” (Courage to Change, page 151)
What are your pet peeves? I’d love to hear about them.
Happy Fall. May your moments of tranquility and beauty outnumber your moments of pet peeves and annoyances!