I Hate my Job,
I Hate my Life,
And if it Weren't for my Two Kids,
I'd Hate my Ex-wife.

I also hate George Strait and his insipid, moronic country music lyrics.
And that I can never remember the fingerings for Augmented and Diminished chords and that after 38 years of playing the damn guitar I still have to look them up, and even then I buzz them most of the time, and that my waist keeps getting bigger while my IQ and retirement funds seem to get smaller and that while I try to love Jesus, by December I'll hate all the baggage (emotional, financial and otherwise) associated with this freaking merchandising event that I used to know as a joyful Holiday when I was a kid.

And I hate that I still miss my Dad even tho I'm damn near an old man myself

Thanks Bruce-it's better, for now