Something that bugs the crap out of me is yelling across the house to someone instead of just walking to wherever they are and speaking in a nice, even, low voice.
It bugs me, but I do it all the time and annoy MYSELF. Despite my repeated self-reminders to STOP YELLING ACROSS THE HOUSE, I have such a hard time stopping. I’ll yell downstairs to Carson and Ella to say that dinner is ready, shake my head at myself in disgust, and promise myself to STOP. It’s just a few extra steps and those extra steps would really make for a much calmer and quieter house. The next evening I’ll remember not to yell and instead calmly go downstairs and tell Carson and Ella to come up for dinner. Such a sense of accomplishment! Such a sense of calm! So quiet! Until the next night when I yell again for them to come to dinner.
It’s a vicious, vicious cycle.
And I wonder why my children yell. Geez louise.
What category do you fit into? Are you a yell-across-the-house kind of person or a walk-across-the-house-to-get-their-attention kind of person?
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On a completely unrelated note, I just want to thank those of you who recommended that I read The Book Thief
Damn, I really need to stop yelling.
Sometimes I yell and I don’t like it one bit. Must.stop.now.
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We live in a huge house. I could probably lose 10 pounds over the course of a year if I walked to tell someone something rather than yell to them. I keep reminding myself that there’s nothing that important that I’m doing at nearly any one moment that merits not walking to tell them something. Oh, well, tomorrow is another day.
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Sadly I am a yell across the room and down the stairs and out the front door mom. I annoy myself all day
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we are totally yellers… and i wonder why it’s never quiet enough for the baby to nap. oops.
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I am a total yeller. When we built this house, I said – NO INTERCOM. I WILL NEVER USE IT. Bad move. I yell, and I yell loud….and I hate it. I especially hate it when I have to go upstairs because no one can hear me – and I could have eliminated all the yelling the preceeded the trip up the stairs..dang it!
I’m definitely on the yell across the house side. It bothers me too especially when my kids do it, but I guess not enough to retrain myself!
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I yell over the baby monitors.
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That happened a lot in my family. One way my parents stopped yelling at us for dinner is they bought one of those big triangles and rang the “dinner bell” when it was time to eat. you don’t have to ring it long and the kid that is helping with dinner can have fun ringing it sometimes too.
I’M A SCREAMER!
WOULDN’T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY!
Hi! Found your blog…I can’t remember how. You were on another blog I read. You make me laugh.
I don’t yell across the house. I hate being yelled at across the house. But we have a small one story house so really we can hear each other just using normal voices.
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Just found you through Kimba’s blog. I cringe with yelling – we don’t yell in our home.
I wish I could say I flutter across the house and speak quietly and directly into their “eyes” BUT NO…I am more like “GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!” 4 decibals too high!
-sandy toe
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I am a yeller. And I don’t like it
missy
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we use cell phones to communicate up and down the hallways
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I am so definately a yeller. However, that said, I do have excuses: I grew up in a huge family, in a three story (without the attic) 9 bedroom house. I grew up on a farm. If you wanted to communicate, that was the only way to do so, most of the time. You should have seen dinner time. Oh, wait, no you should be really glad you didn’t. Plus I am half-deaf in one ear, and three-quarters deaf in the other. None of my ENT doctors when I was young would give me hearing aids “because you just wouldn’t like them”. Belive me, I STILL haven’t figured out the logic of that myself. Now that I FINALLY have them, at the age of forty plus, I can’t ever remember to put them in. Jeez, louise, the first time I wore them-leaving the doctor’s office-and heard the traffic for the first time, I about crapped. NOW I understand why people bitch so much about traffic noise. My husband is very soft-spoken and my yelling really annoys him. However, he is not going to retrain me out of something I have been doing for forty plus years. On a side-note, my fids (fur kids) know that as long as I am still yelling that they are alright. But if I get REALLY soft-spoken, they know that they have screwed up very badly and find someplace to lie low.