annoyances

We are so different in so many ways.

When coming home, the energy and drive to converse with someone to share my day...

overcomes the annoyance I have for the dishes piled 10 ft high.

I want to share everything; elaborating on what I saw, felt or thought throughout the day...

so I ignore your small answers and responses to what I am saying.

I like order and cleanliness in my house, respect for each person's company.

So I ignore the dripping bath mat on the floor and the remnants of baked beans you had for lunch in the living room.

You are not malicious, or a drug addict, so I ignore the lights left on when no-one is in the room, or the windows shut up.

Despite this, I get so hurt with your cold attitude towards me when I slip up...

when I am not my usual perky self.

It's not me normally, just when I am finding it hard to ignore the annoyances just because I like you and think you're great.

It should work both ways... shouldn't it?