How I annoy my family

My Elder Son just lost patience with me and the Splenda envelopes.

“Why is it, everywhere I turn, in the kitchen, on the counter, over the sink, even on your desks, I see these torn little packets of Splenda, and white dust everywhere?”

I only like half a pack of Splenda in my coffee. So, I use half a pack. Then I fold the envelope for the next cup’s use. Then I forget that I’ve done that and open a new envelope anyway. Yeah, it’s annoying. Sometimes I even get upset at myself, when I have six half-used packs of Splenda (and bits of white granular thingies) all over my desk.

But Elder Son has plenty of annoying habits, too. What’s yours?