10/25/14 - 4:15pm
I’m not sure what it is about October that puts me into a mood that my wife refers to as my “Grump Month” but it has happened every year since I spotted my first gray nose hair.
It’s not an aging thing, trust me.
I’ve accepted that aggravating process with the grace of a moderately constipated grizzly.
October is a turning point where annoying things that I’ve let slide throughout the year finally overload my laid back psyche and the dark side of my Id starts firing snarks at the butts of the pseudo intellectual clueless.