Pet Peeves

I try not to be a complainer, but you know how sometimes you just get so bugged by things and you walk away going "Why?".  I can't really speak for any other state's drivers, but I know Minnesota driving issues.  Now anyone that drives with me knows that I have a mouth like a sailor (sorry sailors) when I drive.  I call people bad names and curse them and tell them what I think of their driving skills, and their car, and their hair, and their age, and anything else I can think of. So I might be slightly more critical of others than the average driver.  But I have noticed a couple signs throughout the Twin Cities that try and teach people how to merge onto a freeway.  It says it's like a zipper--see where you fit in between other cars.  So my suspicions are true...Minnesotans are so bad at merging, the highway dept has to make signs and use a visual like a zipper to help people understand.  Even I did not think it was that inherent of a problem.      

Just today, I'm driving on the freeway and people oddly do the same thing when attempting to merge.  They are merging from my right--the key word here is THEY are merging.  I am not merging because I am already HERE.  So you, merger-man in your stupid truck are driving beside me.  That is not the right thing to do.  We can't both have this spot, I own this spot, you have to find another spot where there is not another car already.  It's so basic, but everybody seems to do the same thing.  I look over at them in disbelief every time it happens, but they don't look over at me, they are pretending I'm not there because they want my spot.  So I end up speeding up or slowing down so merger-man can get on the highway.  It's a mystery and just once I would like to stop them, walk up to them and educate them on their responsibility in a merging situation.  Probably should leave the sailor mouth in the car for that.  I don't want to hurt them, just educate them.    

Now I'm going drastically switch channels here.  I'm going to talk about a woman thing.  Don't be afraid, well be afraid but read anyway.  I'm going to talk just a little about peri, pre, whatever they call it now...menopause.  Just one aspect of it so as not to scare people.  The body temperature gage.  Now why, after child-bearing years are over and we've raised kids and are back to life on our own, must we be tortured?  Why, for instance, when I go to bed and am perfectly comfortable covered in a sheet, does my body say "oh no, we're not comfortable, we just decided you're in a desert and it's 100 degrees, but the heat comes from inside out" and all of the sudden I'm overwhelmed with heat and throw anything covering my body off.  I wait for the heat to subside, then the body says "REVERSE" and I go to shivering cold.  It's critical what I do next, because I've learned it going through this for the last 10 years or so, I can cover my body with the sheet again except I must leave my right leg out.  If I cover my entire body, I will go back to the desert again.  Because I tend to try and sleep at night, I can't always keep the perfect cover situation under control, so multiple times a night, I will wake up in the desert, then freezing, then desert.  You get it.  

Well now that my little rant is over, I feel much better.