Free Book Friday: What Is Driving YOU Crazy?


Drive, drive, drive, that’s all I do!!! I spent 3 hours last night driving around town. Daughter had a game. #1 Son had a game. #2 Son had a practice. And they all needed to be somewhere at almost the same time. #1 Son’s game was an away game, so I dropped him off for the carpool. I took #2 to his practice and my daughter to her game and it started drizzling. They didn’t call the game. I drove back and forth between the practice and the game, checking on them, and waiting for #1 to call me on my cell phone to tell me if they were heading back if his game was cancelled. (Had no idea if it was also raining where his game was.) #2’s practice was cancelled so I took him back with me finally to Morgan’s game, where unbelievably they kept playing in what was by then pouring rain. They played till they finished the game and then the coaches did what they always do at the end of a game–make the girls run a lap around the bases. I couldn’t believe it. These girls were already soaking wet and the field was a muddy mess. Do coaches have a special stupid gene? They couldn’t SKIP the bases lap ONE time?! So OF COURSE Morgan slips in the mud between first and second base and falls on her face……… I still hadn’t heard from #1 so I started to take Morgan and #2 back to the farm but before I could get out of town #1 called that his game was cancelled and he was 30 minutes from town on his way back. By then it was after 6 pm and they were starving–we’d left right after school with no time for them to even grab a snack, so I took them to Wendy’s and spent literally my last dime in my wallet to get them all burgers and fries (not enough money for me–I got one fry out of the bottom of the bag, LOL) and we went to the carpool dropoff to wait for #1. Not a real constructive use of 3 hours, but we kind of had fun in that nothing got accomplished Seinfeld way………

All this driving around to baseball IS driving me a bit crazy. What about you? This is your chance to bitch and whine and moan. I’ll choose two winners by random comment number drawing on Monday for their pick from my contemporary backlist! So go ahead, tell me what’s driving YOU crazy?! :yes:


  1. Marty says:

    Where do I begin??? Half-hearted homework assignments, whining about grades, students not bothering to be advised and then trying to register for classes they can’t take. The budget being cut and my next career move suddenly vanishes…(breath)…actually, that’s enough for one day 🙂

  2. Becki says:

    My gripe:

    Your child follows the rules and is penalized.

    Another child (not your own) breaks the same rules and is rewarded.

    Your child (3rd grade, straight A’s, perfect attendance, principal’s citizenship award, etc) is so sickened and disheartened by this she becomes physically sick.

    What can a parent do that won’t ostracize your kid, but at the same tme throw the book at the other kid?

    Advice, please all-knowing Suzanne and wonderful blog-mates.


  3. Angie says:

    What is driving me crazy is that my firstborn…the child I can still recall walking to his first day of kindergarten… is graduating from High School on Saturday. I AM NOT ready for this. 🙁 And his younger brother will be STARTING High School in August. I just can’t stand it. They just grow up way too fast. I almost miss those frantic times like you describe, Suzanne. They are turning into young men right before my eyes!! But I miss the little boys that they were….. :heart:
    Sorry, ya’ll. Didn’t mean to be such a downer, but I am just feeling a tad bluesy today.. :loser:
    And that is what is driving me crazy. I should be happy, right???? :yes:

    And Becki….been there with child #2.
    I wish I knew what to tell you. All you can do is remind your child that doing what is right is its own reward and that things happen that are not always fair. But it is those things and how we learn to accept and deal with them that make make us stronger. ( Hard to explain to a 3rd grader and extremely frustrating to you, I know. )

  4. Jennifer Y. says:

    Hmmm…what is driving me crazy?

    How about stray kittens who decide to holler outside your window all night?

    Or random changes in temperature and weather that wreak havoc on your sinuses?

    Or how about SPAM!?!? :hissyfit: I have gotten a great more of it lately than usual…all delivered to my bulk folder, but it is still annoying.

  5. Robyn says:

    Crazy is spelled Dandelions right now; we have the most pretty yellow flowers in our yard and adjacent empty lots on either side of us and they are filled with Dandelions. What monsters they are!!!!!

  6. Marcy says:

    What drives me crazy?

    My dh takes my vehicle to work each day since it gets better mileage than his big truck…but it also strands me at home since I need a step-stool to even get into it. :wall:

  7. Tori Lennox says:

    I think I’d have given that coach a piece of my mind (not that I’d have much to spare, but that’s beside the point)!

  8. Maureen says:

    My son’s middle school sends a letter home that they can no longer bring water bottles or any kind of drink with a screw on top to school because two children were caught drinking alcohol from water bottles. You can only send to school cans or juice boxes because they can’t be opened and closed. To me this is a ridiculous solution. I know that drugs have been found in children’s lockers. Does this mean that they can no longer use lockers. Now as the warmest days of the year are here no water bottles are allowed in the school and this will continue until the end of June because the teachers had a strike during the year and now all the days must be made up.

  9. Caro says:

    What drives me crazy? My co-worker on the other side of the cubicle wall who comes in late, leaves early, takes long lunches and then complains that not only does she have too much work to do, but is the only one around here who does work.

    I really can’t go over there and strangle her, can I? :hissyfit:

  10. Estella Kissell says:

    Weeds! Weeds in my yard, weeds in my flower beds, weeds in my vegetable garden, AAARRRGGGGH.

  11. catslady says:

    POLITITIANS AND HYPOCRITS (but that’s really only one) so I’ll add MEN (hmmm that could still be one) so I’ll add IDIOTS:hissyfit:…I could go on like this forever lol.

  12. Minna says:

    Let’s see… My thesis! I never seem to get it done. The teacher always seems to think that there is something wrong with it. :wall: And my Finnish test! Your own mother tongue should be so easy! But just try to say something wise about the grammer or find the adjectives, adverbials etc. from a sentence! :wall:

  13. Melissa Mc says:

    My book is driving me crazy. It’s due on Monday and I still need to revise and polish the last three chapters. It needs a lot of work, and I am running out of time. :fryingpan:

  14. ruby55 says:

    Well, no child woes to be reported–at least not my own since I don’t have any.

    How about having to pay your family for help with moving? That’s a hard one to get over. I’d never even ask friends to pay me for offering to help. It’s just not done.

    My biggest beef right now is getting enough quiet time. I suffer from sensory overload which really ups my stress-level on sound, smell, even sight and taste sometimes. And the higher the stress-level the worse the rest of my symptoms are. That’s why I’m such a night owl. I need peace and quiet to get anything done.

    I live behind a beauty salon and the partition seems flimsier every day. The radio starts blaring shortly after 8, the hairdresser has a booming voice and I first thought he might be going deaf and needs to hear himself talk; but I was assured by the other hairdresser that that was not the case. So there’s a cacophony of radio, 2 hairdressers, sometimes 2 or 3 customers competing with the heavy traffic outside (that’s little more like “white noise” unless it’s sirens roaring past, the crossing guard’s shrill whistle (after all it has to be able to pierce through the loud music most motorists seem to prefer). And then, on the really bad days, I get the fragrance of the perm solution and other lovely things which make me want to scream or hurl or both.

    Since I took a mild sleeping pill last night, I didn’t want to get out of bed. So I lay in bed with my arms covering my ears and hiding under my covers until I finally decided to surface after fitful sleep. I reminded the owner that Monday is a holiday. He thinks that having two mornings a week to sleep in should be enough for me. Since I usually have to wait until after the guy upstairs goes to work sometime after midnight to get some of really quiet time, I don’t ever go to bed before 4. I know it’s stupid but “thar it be”. Ugh, how pathetic can you get.:loser:

  15. ruby55 says:

    Becki, it’s a hard lesson for a child to learn, especially that young. But Angie’s advice is great. I haven’t dealt with that problem with a child, only as a child. You try your best to follow the rules and sometimes other people just don’t see that. Other children sometimes learn to be sly in order to get someone who behaves well into trouble. That’s their mission. I don’t know if that was the case here or if someone just saw things from a different perspective.

    But injustice is well and living among us. Even laws aren’t always just. It’s hard to ask a child to always do the right thing when others get away with it.

    Another thing that psychologists keep emphasizing more and more lately is to forgive the people that have been unjust. Often they truly aren’t aware of all the circumstances. It’s a very hard thing to learn for all of us. I just recently was accused by someone I know of doing 3 things that I wouldn’t even dream of doing. I’ve found it very hard to talk to the other person about this. I have forgiven him but I’m still trying to really “clear the air”. And “to forgive and forget” is not really an option. Forgiveness does not mean that you will automatically forget the whole incident, but learning from it is very valuable. We do live in an unjust world. The sooner we learn that the better with the proviso that we don’t fall into that same pattern out of a misguided sense that we should be like the others. Just help your child to forgive the wrong because someone made a mistake. Point out that we can maybe teach someone else by our example of how we treat a bad situation. It’s all right and normal to be upset at something like this. But just help her to look beyond that and to forgive the person or persons involved. Otherwise, so say the psychologists, if you don’t forgive it will just eat at your soul and your mind. Deal with it and move on. Let your sweetie know it might happen again but for her to stand strong. She’ll reap rewards for that, if not now, then later in life.

    Hugs and prayers to you both and the rest of your family. And maybe the prayers will convict someone to own up to a mistake they made in the handling of this situation. Give your daughter a special hug from me, please.:heart:

  16. Carol says:

    My husband! He is retired and has been home for the last ten years! Need I say more!!:sad:

  17. Loreth Anne White says:

    What’s driving me crazy at the moment? Other than crazy drivers 🙂 … computer tech support that is farmed out to countries where people don’t speak my language!! Or at least not in any variation that I can understand, or make myself understood!!

  18. mary beth says:

    Seniors. They should just get the last week off. I love them, but they’re done.

  19. Laurie G says:

    The children’s school activites definitely take up a lot of my free time too. Last week my son told me to pick him up at 8PM…he’d be out by 8:15 at the latest(they’d had a rehersal)…I get there at 7:50. He didn’t finish until 10:00 PM!! They added a band to perform and another speaker!! I didn’t even have a book to read!! I walked around the parking lot. At least it wasn’t raining!!
    I would talk to your daughter’s teacher or the principal about your daughter’s punishment and the lack of punishment for the other student. Life is definitely not fair but these unfair practices need to be brought out in the open and addressed so that all the rules are enforced or changed.

  20. Dee-Marie says:

    The knights at night drive me crazy. As soon as I started the final rewrites and editing of my Arthurian novel, six knights woke me in the middle of the night. Over the past ten years I have come accustom to Merlin waking me during the wee hours of the morning. He was always polite, whispering softly in my ear, or pulling gently on my nightshirt to get my attention. When I would finally rise to write, he would fill my mind and fingers with wonderful tales of his youth.

    However, these knights are not quiet at all, they are not respectful of my need for slumber. They clang and stomp about and are constantly arguing with each other. Oh, and the whining, who would have ever thought knights would whine? “I want to fight in the battle.” “Why didn’t you mention me in the third chapter?”

    So, for the past three months I stumble out of bed, bump into walls, step on the dog, and grope in the darkness for my laptop and sigh, “Okay boys, tell me your side of the story.”


  21. Cheryl S. says:

    A kid who you’ve asked three times if they have everything for school. You remind them once again to check their backpack to make sure they have everything before you drive them to school. You get home and the phone is ringing because they “forgot” the very assignment you kept reminding them about that they assured you they had. :rolleyes:

  22. Madeline says:

    It does not end when your children leave home. If you WORK AT HOME your Dear Spouse will start thinking you are ENDLESSLY available for all the home repairs, deliveries, and errands he can’t get to during the week.

    In the past month I have spent hours sitting here waiting for: Refrigerator repair guy, dishwasher delivery and install, second refrigerator repair, mattress delivery, and and electrician who SOMETIMES shows up whem he said he would… yes, we’re having a “banner” month with house repairs.

    But I DO have to get OUT OF THIS HOUSE for: my NAIL APPOINTMENT (sacred!), grocery shopping, weekly lunch with my son and breakfast with girlfriend, and I also have WORK TO DO–charts,readings, and massage that require PRIVACY–that means no men with butt cracks hanging around.


  23. TeresaH says:

    What drives me crazy is men (or rather a certain man) that can’t just answer a simple question!!! They tell you everything but what you were asking…argh!:fryingpan:

  24. Danica says:

    Suzanne, this is the BEST PICTURE EVER. Totally awesome.

    And what’s driving me nuts?