Rage Deferred

Rage Deferred

Bryan has slowly been making the switch in our household from PC’s to Macs, and my laptop PC was one of the last to be switched over. He finally ordered me a new one last week, and spent time this weekend setting it up for me. I’m excited about it, and love all the cool programs that come on a mac. But, as in all new transitions, I’m also a little discouraged. There are certain things I was able to do on a PC that were as easy and effortless as breathing, and I will be able to do them on this Mac once I learn, but I have not yet learned.

So now, as I am staring at my screen, trying to figure out how to access the memory card on my cell phone so I can download a video, I am feeling a little stupid that I can not just click the buttons I’m familiar with and make it happen. I know this is only temporary, and that it will all be once again as it was (maybe slightly better!), but for now I am on the edge of obsessing.

This is what I do, and this is what kicks in the rage, and this is what defines my insanity: staring at this screen, becoming more and more frustrated that I don’t know what to do, my heart quickens, and yet… I cannot back away.

It’s as if my life depends on downloading this video.

Isn’t that just the silliest thing you’ve ever heard?

I think so, too. And so I’ve decided to stop obsessing, drink a shot of vodka to calm the looming rage (because I am, after all, a blithering drunkard), and move on to something more important, like vacuuming.

One thought on “Rage Deferred

  1. nice to know someone else can be a psycho bitch from hell sometimes too! we got some absolutely life-changing and unbelievably crappy news on Friday…all I wanted to to do was run out and buy the first pack of clove cigarettes I could find…and I don’t even smoke!

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