In the last few weeks, I have realized that I am not alone in my problems with people eating around me. A few friends have come out of the closet and told me that they too cannot stand when people eat things like, oranges near them.
A new item has emerged that makes me insane. Cereal. Dry cereal. That Asher eats every single morning. I can hear him eating it no matter where I am in the house.
This morning he had to eat in my room because we had a full house and I had him sit at the end of my bed because I could not tolerate him being anywhere near my ear. After 30 minutes, I asked him to close his mouth...for the 30th time.
And you want to know what he told me?
"I can't. I have to chomp my cereal like a crocodile."
The Lord is doing something to break me. I know it.