REALLY?

I’ve been on the computer lately, creating accounts for my ebook. Not surprisingly, frustration came along for the ride. Presently, I am waiting to contact one company via phone per their request. A second company form asked a question that caught my attention. I recalled Signe cautioning me to answer the question a certain way... once answered, it could not be changed. So, I went to my emails and the form I had been working on disappeared... REALLY???

A kitchen project steered me to a commercial website to view paint colors. In order to obtain paint swatches, I had to fill out a form. I breezed through the questions. At the end, I had to copy the “code” that was printed. Blurred and crossed out words made it difficult. I tried another and another. I switched to the vocal code. As they barked six words at me, I was stumped. All of this security for paint swatches... REALLY?

Another site would not complete my form until I filled in “title.” I couldn’t find b*tch so I chose “Ms.” But, REALLY?

A trip to the post office made my head spin. I walked in knowing that this particular location is slow so I spaced out for ten minutes. When I looked up, not much had changed... another fifteen minutes gone by. Standing there watching the lack of care, I could have easily gone “postal.” REALLY!

Friday morning, I went for a swim. When I arrived the pool needed skimming. I proceeded to do so for fifteen minutes. After warming up in the hot tub, I jumped into the  pool to clear all of the above. With each stroke, bits of frustration left my body. That is until the water began to fill with other people. However, my lane remained free, so I continued on my clearing path. Then someone touched my hand and said, “You need to STOP, class is in session.” Seeing only a few students, I asked for fifteen minutes to complete my time explaining that I cleaned the pool for fifteen minutes. The “old bats” started to whine that it was their pool now... no swimming. REALLY???

As you might have guessed, the energy of frustration has built up in me. Even as I went to my resource, swimming, I was unable to discharge it all. Friday afternoon, doing therapy helped to calm my spirit. Unfortunately, frustration found me again.

While waiting to fill my water jugs at a local store, another woman meticulously cleaned and refilled her water bottles. One by one, she slowly filled each glass bottle. I moved on only to return ten minutes later to find her still filling water bottles. REALLY?

When I left the store, I met a friend in the parking lot. While we were catching up, she said, “I’ve been helping a friend who has been really sick. I’m here to get some ice cream because ice cream helps everything.” I smiled. Suddenly, all of my frustration looked so small. REALLY small.

I won’t discount what I felt and how things have been building in me. Today, I took time to talk about it. I still need to get out my punching bag (literally) to release the physical aspect. I ask myself, “What am I REALLY doing?” No matter... the solution to it all is “let go and breathe.” And, find some humor in it. As I told my tales this morning, I did just that. At least, that is a start... REALLY!

Be well... Nancy T.

 

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