Friday 14 September 2012

Fed Up.

I am fed up. Certain things are getting me down. I am miserable, disconsolate, forlorn, unhappy, calamitous, hapless, ill-starred, pitiable, unhappy, worthless, abject and comfortless.

Fed up. Fed up with computers for a start. Who invented them? Why? Life went on all right without the damn things. Fed up with guitars and people who can play them well. The only way anyone can play well is because they are guitar geeks. Fed up with the cost of art materials. Fed up with art too, what is it all about eh? Fed up with bacon full of brine that splatters every surface in the kitchen with, well with splatter. Fed up with car insurers thinking I'm a mug who will pay an extra £100 for the same policy as last year. Look mate I know you are only being friendly so you can earn commission out of me. So bugger off out of it, why don't you?

That's just for starters. I'm also fed up with  house flies, craneflies, wet dogs, cat footprints, drizzle instead of real rain. Drizzle is a lot wetter than it looks. Do not be lulled into leaving your waterproof jacket at home. I am fed up with religion, all religion, and I'm fed up that I have to keep just a little bit of thinking it might be true, just in case. Newspapers, who cares what you think, just report the news, your opinions are crap.

I am fed up with greedy developers building new bloody houses all over this little island, There is no more space, the green bits are required for survival, growing food, wildlife etc. Stop destroying it with your horrible little brick boxes. Stop immigration. That would help the overcrowding. That reminds me, I am fed up with lying politicians too.

I am fed up with hair sprouting out of my ears and nostrils, fed up with needing to wear glasses, and I am fed up with people who say one thing and mean another, look just say what you mean in the first place, it would save me such a lot of time if I could hate you immediately.

I am fed up with getting old, particularly looking like an old bloke, aches and pains, being untidy, lawn mowers, tractors, stationary engines, flat tyres, and washing up. I am fed up with not having sex. Really fed up about the not having sex, because I have almost forgotten what it was like. All I can recall is that it is a pleasant pastime, but I don't know why. What a waste, I am so good at it too.

Some other things I'm fed up with are, cupboards that won't close because the plates are too big, even though it is the same bloody cupboard that the plates were in yesterday and the door closed all right then, grass growing, the fox taking my chickens during daylight hours, and moles digging up the grass that won't stop growing. I'm fed up with Sadie the German Shepherd thinking I am going to take her for a walk every time I move.

I am fed up with boots that leak, socks with holes in, vegetarians, and not having enough money. Judgemental people, I am fed up with them too. Fed up with Summer being over. Fed up with the cost of fuel. Fed up with cars. I am fed up with road markings and sign posts, and potholes. There are more things I am fed up with, but I am fed up talking about them.

I expect I shall be all right in the morning, but at the moment, to be perfectly honest, I am fed up.


15 comments:

  1. Some days are like that...but get over it...life is short!! Good luck but watch out..."Here Comes the Sun!"

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  2. Hello fellow curmudgeon, I can sympathise with your fedupness about most things listed there, in fact if I had any back teeth I could be fed up to them.

    Maybe you need a change, why don’t you try being “sick to death of” for a while.

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  3. Flipping heck..I'm vegan....and keeping my head down.
    Jane x

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  4. Bloody hell John, anybody reading this would think you were fed up. They wouldnt realise that you are a talented artist, singer, musician and writer. A lucky chap with an E H son, a lovely home in beautiful surroundings with plenty of animal companions. His own car, a new laptop and a stationary engine.

    I agree about the bacon, you shouldnt have to wear protective clothing just to make a bacon buttie. Every few months I treat myself to a good quality dry cured bacon from the farmers market. Tastes like bacon did in my youth. As for that cupboard door.... WOW I thought I was the only person with a cupboard like that. I have come to the conclusion that my plates are slightly eliptical.

    As for the sex, I think there are a lot of us that have the same problem, but hey we have the memories, and what memories eh ? Whoop whoop !!

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  5. Stop being mardy. I'm with Eileen, been there, done it loads, got the memories. Can't be arsed now. A kiss and a cuddle would be nice now and then, but as for sex, too damn messy. Besides me insides have been stitched up, not sure if it works any more, ha ha.

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  6. Oh and I forgot to add one of my favorite songs.

    Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life lyrics
    Songwriters: Idle, Eric;

    Always look on the bright side of life
    Always look on the bright side of life

    Some things in life are bad, they can really make you mad
    Other things just make you swear and curse
    When you're chewing on life's gristle, don't grumble give a whistle
    This will help things turn out for the best

    Always look on the bright side of life
    Always look on the right side of life


    All together now, dum dee dum dee dum dee dum dee dum

    Are you smiling yet honey ? ;-)

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  7. well now that you got that off your chest, I would think you should be fed up with being fed up and ready to look at the bright side of things :)

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  8. I will hunker down and stay out of your way for a day, but it's difficult to really tell your mood. You have a hard time expressing how you actually feel.

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  9. I love that you wish people should be honest in the first place so you can hate them right off. Cut out the middleman and just hate them. Anyway go ahead and wallow in being fed up today. Then get up in the morning and use your new laptop to look up comedy on Youtube. Get a few chuckles and move on.

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  10. Wow, you are having a rough day. Drink a cup of tea, pat old Sadie on the head, put your feet up and just chill awhile. Now I'm starting to think of things up fed up with too!

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  11. Hey John. I've been thinking about your predicament, and I'm going to set you a task. Re write your post, and for every one of those negative thoughts replace it with a positive one. Example, 'I love taking Sadie the German Shepherd out for a walk, we have so much fun together'. Geddit? Now run along and do that, please XXX

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  12. Didn't you know that fed-upness was only allowed on Mondays so you could read my Monday Mirth and have a laugh. I'll be there .... after reading this lot I'm beginning to feel fed-up as well...grins.

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  13. I can see now that you are 65 you officially have GOMS which is grumpy old man syndrome. Well mate pull yourself together, take a concrete pill and harden the $&@¥ up.

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  14. I've been looking for something inspiring to respond with but have writer's cramp...Lea says it is writer's block. A friend of mine gave me a recent shake up out of my wallowing self pity to look at the positives which I'm sure for you there are many. You are a great guy, great singer and fun to be with it. SNAP OUT OF IT! Feel free to visit my new blog as now have internet. http://seasonsfullcircle.blogspot.co.nz/

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  15. Some days are like this, John. Maybe it's best to stay I doors and in bed until the fed ups disappear, but can't say I don't disagree with many of these, especially the bacon splatter.

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