I am sitting here with my chin in my hand looking around the room trying to think of a gripe. Since I usually can come up with numerous gripes in just one day, I feel sort of light headed not having one at the tip of my tongue. Its similar to that feeling when you come out of a big store and don't know where your car is parked.

And the ones I can think of seem so small, so inconsquential to bring forth before such august curmudgies. Let's see-

My right side shoe lace will not tie as tight as the left one and I don't know why not. I put the same effort into the tie but it always feels just a smidgeon more loose or is it looser?

My old sweet dog with a bad back jumped off the bed and aggravated it so now he's hurting and I must give him meds and keep him quiet/still.

I went out to dinner and they served coffee in dinky little cups and only filled the cup about half full. So after asking for many refills, waiting interminably long between each one, it probably only equaled 1 1/2 mugs.

I'm sorry. I will work on my complaints and try to come up with meatier ones soon. m