Life sure is funny that way

Have you ever found yourself complaining about something thats seems, at the time, to be so important. Only to look back at how ridiculous your 1st world problem really is? I often find myself complaining about the state of my yard, car or job. I usually go off on a half hour trip through Pityville and then go about my day. This sound familiar to any of you?
The really sad thing about me complaining about things in life is that when I stop and make a list of what I have needed, or to be completely honest, really wanted that I did not come about getting one way or another. The list of things is short. Yet somehow I find a way to complain. It is amazing to me.
Everytime the clouds open up, and i become aware of my foolishness I swear that I will do better, and I usually do for a day or two and then i fall right back into my old habits. What a bother.