Crotchety

Everything seems accentuated.  Smells and noises are intensified.  I wonder how people who are chronically ill manage to keep a pleasant personality.  I want to talk to my husband about sprinkling smelly deodorizer in our room.  I dislike it at the best of times, but even worse when I am hacking up a lung.  And what about the driver who manages to get his car up to 25mph in a 45.  And the young woman at the self scan aisle in the grocery store who used one hand only to unload her cart.  The man at the restaurant who was leaning against the window with his feet sticking out the booth into the aisle.  Isn't there a law that diners need to put their dirty shoes under the table?  However, you will be pleasantly surprised that I adhered to my resolution and have neither killed nor lambasted anyone!