Since May time has been a bullet train to some outside force decided destination. I have the business to run. And being so much further up the mountain, I have the wisdom to know when the heat of summer arises I need to “cool my jets”.
The thirty minutes break in the afternoon laying under the strange Tardis looking free standing air conditioner is the only thing between me and the type of dementia that would send me clawing off all of my clothing and running into the street yelling, “I don’t understand. I don’t understand.”
Lately the unsolved technological problems have begun to be like a strange purple itchy erruption on my skin. There are so many spots of it and no matter how assiduously I ignore it, it is distracting and irritating.
So I put on my big girl panties, or my old lady drawers or some such metaphor meaning I covered up vulnerable areas carefully, and went after the problems.
I got my new cell phone to connect to my house wifi with the help of only two tech wizards. One referred me to the next one.
Now emboldened, I contacted a second IPower tech. The first one told me to do several things that simply flummoxed me.
I kindly told him, “I have reached my level of optimum frustration. I don’t understand anything you are saying. I am going to go away now.”
Because the opportunity to sell my redbubble.com/people/covitch computer and cell phone products arose. I had to learn to do screen shots, and become more familiar with Pages.
(Notice how I snuck in my Red Bubble store in that paragraph).
So I was like a warrior with two heads in a pile and was ready to kill another enemy freaking frustration. I got the Ipower tech on the line and learned how to empty my cache and cookies. I felt renewed.
At that point my Paypal went down and I don’t even know how I managed to get CPR on that system to get it back on its feet.
Craving more power… I contacted a local video school to ask for a student to solve my WTF is happening when I load my photo booth video clipped to the wonderful intro a friend made for me. The two connected in IMovie.0.0.9 just smush the video blog and it looks like Cybil Shepherd’s scenes in Moonlighting. There is vaseline on the lense.
The sense that there are times of growth and times of maintenance is strong. Learning to attend to new challenges is not something I embrace. My strength is in the super self-discipline of doing what must be done. So, really, when I define myself by what I do or can do, it is erroneous.
I just never know. Very much. At all.