Please pour yourself a glass of wine.
I am going to rant.
You usually won’t hear me ranting and carrying on over here at Lake Superior Spirit.
Usually I am “turning things around” to see everything in a more positive light.
Today I am scowling. Frowning. Huffing and puffing in indignation!
“What has happened?” you ask, with concern.
“My…computer…has…died,” I spit out.
“But how are you writing a blog?” you inquire, nicely.
“I am writing on Ms. Ellie, the laptop,” I snarl.
“Can you express gratitude for that?” you smile sweetly.
Yes, the main computer hath died.
And it’s not pretty.
You know why it’s not pretty? Because I am about to receive 1,800 tax payments which need to be receipted. Starting December 1st. (You know I’m a township treasurer, right?) And the computer…hath…shined its “black screen of death”.
This has happened before. Not like it’s a novel occurrence, oh no! The computer has a sense of humor. It waits to see when Kathy is the busiest, the most stressed, the most occupied and giggles, “Ah ha! Let’s make her life crazy RIGHT NOW!”
In my greatest spiritual fantasies, I smile. I ignore the Computer’s refusal to start. I express gratitude for the adjunct Ms. Ellie. I put it all in God’s hands.
In my lesser spiritual fantasies, I am not as loving.
I glare at the poor computer repair fellow (whom I adore) who told me just hours ago, “Oh it’s nothing! It’s just that your woodstove dust has clogged up your fan. Nothing to worry about. I ran every test imaginable. It will be fine.”
However–when I took the poor ailing creature home from the Computer Repair Shop–all sorts of Error Messages began appearing. I began to wail to poor Barry.
Then a Blue Screen appeared. It said, “Erasing all physical memory now.”
I am not a happy camper.
I am pouring myself a glass of wine.
I have no idea what photos to show you. All of the “good” photos are…on…the…other…computer.
OK, let’s start to relax.
Let’s start the inner pep talk.
“It will be fine, Kathy. It is always fine. You know that, don’t you? Whenever you stress out, doesn’t it work out OK in the end?”
“Yes,” I reply.
“Can you just breathe? Just breathe in and out. Affirm that it is going to be OK. Can you do that?”
“It is going to be OK,” I reply.
“Very good. Very good. Can you keep affirming this until Tuesday when you bring the computer back to the doctor?”
“Errr…” I reply.
“Very good,” says the Higher Self.
Ladies and gentlemen. Please. What do you do when you’re frustrated? When Life has tested you? Do you immediately revert to the positive, the joyful, the allowing? Or do you rant?
(Your answers will help keep my mind off the current challenge. Thank you.)