I am irritated that DH got into the Christmas leftovers last night and left the ham sitting out all night so that I had to throw it away this morning instead of enjoying some for breakfast. No, dear, really - I didn't want any of the leftovers from my own mom's Christmas dinner. Thanks.
I am irritated that, every. single. time. DH's sister comes into town, he reverts back to being 16.
I am irritated that my 3-year-old was so completely ungrateful for the mountain of gifts that she received yesterday. There will be significantly fewer presents under the tree next year.