It’s easy to be respectful and thoughtful of people who don’t live under the same roof as you..and unfortunately, it’s all too easy to unleash a tyrannical tirade of ridiculousness on those who do share the same breathing space with you day after day.
Since we all have (giving everyone the benefit of the doubt here) good intentions, I thought it would be great if there could at least be a little silver lining after the nagging thought of, geesh…I probably should have never said that out loud.
Here’s what I propose – that there would be a wonderful upside of extra calories burned for becoming unglued (not that I’m promoting acting like a crazy witch, but hey, it’s gonna happen from time to time anyway). For example; Yelling through clenched teeth at your child prodigy for five minutes = 25 calories vanished. Adding a couple of loud kitchen cabinet door slams to go with the clenched teeth = 40 calories that hit the road, lunging over the couch to throttle the unlucky recipient in a olympic style hurdle earns you a whopping 100 calorie free pass, etc.
I know that’s not very PC of me, but still, it would be nice, wouldn’t it? Maybe the extra roominess in our jeans would help us be more tolerant in the first place. Btw, there’s no reason to call HRS, I’m just kidding…well, sort of.
