Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Reasons Why Not Cursing This Lenten Season Has Been Difficult

1. Moving from our tiny loft apartment to an actual house. The effort to not curse while moving a U-Haul's worth of boxes across Dallas is Herculean.

2. Waiting for a dilatory TimeWarner cable repairman who showed up 3 hours AFTER his scheduled time only to announce he could not set up our cable because the house needed to be rewired. A few days later, two more repairmen came and fixed the problem in five minutes. Apparently, the first repairman didn't bother looking outside to see the wire had been unplugged.

3. Driving in Dallas traffic. Without my usual arsenal of aspersions, I've resorted to condescension. Turns out, when cursing, my verbal attacks were aimed at the driver. Now they are directed at the vehicle: i.e. "Hello there Lexus. I'm sorry I'm not going fast enough. I know you must be angry if you are driving this close to my bumper! However, if you don't back it up I'm slowing down by five miles and I don't think you would like that very much either."

4. Furniture shopping. Visiting IKEA three times in one week is time-consuming, buying a new couch and chair because we have twice the square footage to fill is exciting, and spilling my drink on our new light gray couch the next night is aneurysm-inducing.

5. Watching the Oscars.

6. Cooking my first batch of cupcakes from stratch.

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