Whoopsie.

Everybody has those pet peeves... little things that drive you absolutely crazy. And that's usually what they are, little things. My pet peeve is when people chew with their mouths open. Seeing as I have lunch duty at school right now, I am confronted with my pet peeve on a daily basis. Of course there are other things too, but that really is right up there in my top 5. One of my friends can't stand when the timer on the microwave isn't cleared out. Mine says :08 right now. If she were here she'd probably be twitching.

It's very easy to list everyday annoyances, but have you ever thought about what YOU do that annoys other people? My husband and I have had this conversation, carefully, in the past. It's kind of a touchy thing, to tell someone that their habits really piss you off. Honestly, I've been blessed with a very neat, laid-back man to call my husband. Maybe it's time, or maybe he just knows me all too well, but there are really very few things I could think of that irritate me. And also I don't want to blast him on blogger. Love ya, Smit!

But I had to laugh as I was thinking about what to write about this afternoon. As I sit at the kitchen counter, his pet peeve is glaring me directly in the face:

Justin's Major Pet Peeve... wuh wuh.

Open cabinet doors. 4 of them. Of course after taking this picture I had to rush over and close them before he noticed my delinquency. It's hard to be told or "reminded" of your faults. But if you are going to live so closely with someone for presumably, the rest of your life, I guess it's important to be conscientious of those little nagging things that drive each other crazy.

Although I totally blame this one on genetics. Hang out with my dad for a few hours and you'll think there are no cabinet doors in the kitchen at all, because they're all permanently left open. Sorry for blasting you on blogger, Dad.