Sunday night I'm enjoying a lovely evening at home. I'm looking at my Twitter and @IamDiddy tells me to turn on BET...so I do, and start watching the BET awards. Next thing I know I go to do some work and voila...no internet. I check my home phone line also provided by Comcast....no phone either. I imagine this is something that can be handled easily so I give Comcast a call and 2 days, 7 conversations, and tears later I still have no fucking internet. OK...well, I do now because I just got it back but you get the point.
It's one thing to go without TV, Phones, and Internet when you're on a camping trip but when I'm at home (and I work from home mind you) I want these things to work, and work well, and work quickly. I have literally been a raging bitch for the last 2 days. I had multiple anxiety attacks and had to have a glass of wine at 4:30 yesterday so I could continue to breathe. (Veronica, if you're reading this I swear I only had one and I went back to work).
The bottom line is that I'm an idiot. Why in the world would something without importance, meaning and definitely something that I can do nothing about get me so worked up? Why did I let it get to me? I have my priorities figured out, right?
So now the internet is back on and I can tweet, blog and email in peace....but mostly I can put myself in a serious TIMEOUT. Worry about what you can control....the rest is trivial.
That's my REV RUN blog for the month.
I've been in this situation too many times and hard as it is to stop and calm down the situation at hand prevails and leaves you beat. Lately when this happens I force myself to open one of the 15 books I have waiting for me to read and try to enjoy it till the juice is turned back on then I go back to my wired addiction.
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