There is a term that I have been using to express my frustration for many years now. And, for those many years, I have used the term sparingly. But lately, it seems like I might be dropping it with much greater frequency. The people around me a lot might not hesitate to tell you that they have heard me use bane of my existence more often than not. But, before I go on, I researched a little bit of real information about the term for you and I posted it right down there. Hopefully it will make the rest of this more enjoyable to read!
Bane of my Existence:
To say that something or someone is “the bane of my existence” means that the person or thing is a constant irritant or source of misery. As a cliché, “bane of my existence” has lost its edge to a large degree over the years, and today is most often applied to something that may profoundly annoy us but is certainly bearable… Source: Google Answers
Interesting, right? My use of the term most definitely applies to the part of the definition that says constant irritant or profoundly annoying and certainly bearable (on most days!).
That’s not to say that I have grown into having a lesser tolerance for things that frustrate or annoy me, or maybe it does…but I don’t know, and that’s not what this is about, anyway! 😉 It’s not that I am a grumpy person, either, because I think I’m not. Quite the contrary, I would hope!
A few of the things that exist as a bane for me include both things that I can fix to make it not a bane, but then also things that I cannot fix, and unless a miracle occurs, said things may always be a bane for me. See? I have even lessened the term to simply bane. Moving on…
I thought I might share with you a few items that have made my list. I wonder if you have any things in your life that exist as a bane for you? Maybe my list will prompt your list! Here we go:
1. Indeed, that is a roll of toilet paper in that picture below. I have issues with the flimsy, dusty texture of bathroom tissue as it is…let alone when it is wet or tears…but that has been for as long as I can remember. But lately, TP has made my bane list because it just so happens that my timing has been so precise, that nine times out of 10, I am the first user of a new roll and therefor have to fight to peel up the first sheet without tiny pieces falling off, or excess dust floating into my face! Bane!
2. The cupboard layout of my kitchen! I know! I went from simply declaring three of my cupboards as the bane of my existence, to all of them. The entire cupboard system in my kitchen is on the list. I can clean and organize my cupboards, but really, their design does not lend itself to compatibility with me. Every time I go into them, their contents fall out on me! Bane!
3. My pantry. Now, this item I have control over. Every time I open it up, though, I mutter the word, bane…Especially when the olive oil bottle falls out, or a box of cocoa or bag of chips. But I know that if I would just take an hour and a half to clean it out, I could cross one thing off the list. You’re right, you’re right, I know you’re right. But, I just don’t want to do it! Bane!
My hope is that you will still like me after reading this. I don’t think I am some high maintenance gal…maybe only a little. I just like it how I like it. Don’t we all? At least my bane list is only three items long! Oh, well actually, there are a few more, but that’s all…like moths…and thyme (the herb…not on the clock). But that’s funny, right? Thyme is the bane of my existence! That could be true! Oh, and that reminds me, 6 a.m. on Mondays. Bane!