Express, Not Repress

I don't know if I have always been the way I am now, in terms of annoyance level. I'm pretty sure that as I've gotten older, or since I birthed a baby, it's easier for trivial things to get under my skin. It's not like I'm a ranting and raving lunatic, but in my head I'm always saying to myself, like,

"ugh, I hate that," or

"ahh, that is SOOOO annoying," or

"that is the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"

What's even more strange, is that since I had Spencer I've been put my vocabulary on strict censorship- which means no expletives, unless there is projectile vomit or explosive you-know-what, but also no words like "hate" "stupid" "fat" "dumb" or "ugly." But now, I'm saying it all in my head, with a vehemence that I didn't have before. Not being able to express how I'm feeling, when I'm feeling it, "ahh, that is SOOOO annoying!"

This is why I'm going to list all of my current pet peeves. I'm hoping that if I can get it all out there, they won't continue to irk me the way they do. Here's today's list. Oh, and a lot of them are T-R-I-V-I-A-L, and I know that.

1. Discovering there aren't any wipes in the middle of changing a poopy diaper.
2. Getting my yarn tangled and knotty, especially when it's with more than one ball.
3. Television shows running longer than their allotted time, so that my Faux Vo DVR doesn't tape the last one minute, and most critical part of the episode.
4. UPS and FedEx drivers who ring the doorbell in the middle of the day (during Spencer's nap), not because I need to sign something, just to let me know there's something on the porch.
5. This probably isn't a pet peeve, but it REALLY annoys me that I wasn't "worse," for lack of a better term, before I had Spencer. It just stinks that I get the reputation associated with having a baby out of wedlock, which to some (many) makes me "promiscuous," without ever getting to be promiscuous. Not that I want or wanted to be like that, but since that's what people tend to think about me, it really stinks that I have the reputation . Once again, not that promiscuity is a benefit, but I spent years agonizing about it when I could have spared myself a few worry wrinkles.
6. The instruction "salt to taste," or anything like it. I want a measurement- if I wanted to guess, I wouldn't be using a recipe.
   
7. Judgmental advice- Ex. "Do you really think that is the best for the baby? I think this would be better."
8. Political fear mongering
9. Washing machines that break down right before the spin cycle.
10. Packages that don't arrive on time, especially if it was a gift that's now going to be late to the giftee.
11. Slow internet connection
12. Volleyball

That's all that's pressing on me today, but I'd like to know what other moms use as an outlet for their frustration.