The minutiae that ate my life.
All of those little things - errands, forms, notes, crap - that seem to totally eat up your day. None of it is exciting and you can't quite believe that at the end of the day, you've nothing to show for it.
"What did you do today, honey?"
"The bank, the carwash, the drycleaners, the drugstore, then back to the bank. It's so boring, I can't talk about it because I get depressed. It's the minutiae that ate my life."
"The bank, the carwash, the drycleaners, the drugstore, then back to the bank. It's so boring, I can't talk about it because I get depressed. It's the minutiae that ate my life."