I mean the stuff that causes a disproportionate amount of angst bordering on irrationality (OK, possibly beyond that!)
Compost bucket piling up? That's irritating, but no biggie.
Breakfast dishes left on the table? I wish I wish..... but I can cope.
Chicken poo tracked in? I am remain rational.
Shoes and socks left in random places? Oh wait, those are mine...
Oh, but lord help me if food is left in the sink. Carrot peels left in the sink (definitely NOT me), strainers left full off food, or worse, not trapped in those and WASHED DOWN THE DRAIN (I actually am the one who insists on the mesh strainer). I'm a housekeeper, and my absolute least favorite thing to do is fish food bits out of the drain. And I have never, ever like any bits of food drifting around the dishwater. My dishwasher has a grinder and it drives me nuts because they are not designed to be emptied (next time, next dishwasher, I'm getting one with a basket!)
Thankfully, dh has finally left the mesh strainer in the drain instead of washing food bits down when I'm not looking. It took a major disagreement about crossing the lines with cycling the chickens through the veggie garden (and dh was pissed) for him to realize that he does things in direct defiance of my wishes, and he stopped doing things like this behind my back (even though it borders on irrational).
Why this bugs me to such a degree, I have no idea. It might be rooted in something reasonable, but my feelings about it go far, far beyond that.
I suppose this is my way of coping and letting off some steam! So, please, indulge yourself and vent away. I'd be interested in what odd things knock you off your rocker without reason.