There is a mystery in my life. I feel after all I have gone through, I am fairly in control of my life. For example, today I sat through an entire meeting and was actually able to concentrate without that feeling of confusion and irritation that has been taking over my thinking since the day that Tom left. I was able to contribute and focus. That was quite an accomplishment.
Later, in spite of the fact that I was working in sweltering heat (our office's a/c was on the fritz) I focused on my upcoming project and made progress creating training materials.
When I got home, I made dinner for my son and myself, took my dog for a walk and even treated myself to a small ice cream cone. I did some work on line and chose to reward myself by taking some time to watch a movie. I started up the DVD player, put the movie in, and tried to remember what combination of buttons to push on the remote. And I pushed - and I got…nothing. I pushed some more buttons – still nothing. I turned everything off, turned it back on, pushed some buttons. Nothing.
This DVD player is the bane of my existence. Everyone else in the house (which now means just my son) has absolutely no trouble getting it to work. I work with computers all day. I should have no problems with another piece of technology. But something about the way the player is set up or wired or whatever does not make sense to me. I can't figure it out. It aggravates me to the point that I have, on occasion, thrown the remote (yes, that was me.)
I will not let this piece of machinery get the better of me. Even if it means that I have Andrew write out detailed instructions for me to follow, I will learn how to use this thing. Yes, no matter what it takes, I will not let this get the better of me.
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