Woe is me

Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's hormones. Maybe it's my personal electro-magnetism. Maybe it's my brain. I don't know what the Hell it is but I'm have an out and out angry day. I don't have 'em very often - thank Heavens - but today it was full bore. I'm angry that the @#$%&**#!! computer crashes just as I finish a sensitive, well-thought out note. I'm angry that the PC can't keep up with my typing: I look up and I'm two-thirds into a paragraph and the darn things is stalled on my second word! I'm angry that the vacuum cleaner brush attachment won't work all of a sudden just because I'm at the end of the wand. I'm mad as Hell that my MP3 player won't play to alleviate my anger while I vacuum. I'm pissed off that the @#$%&*(!! cell phone is always dead when I pick it up or goes dead while I'm using it [my husband never has this problem]! The only electrical things that appear to work well for me are the TV and the lightswitch! And watches. Let me tell you about watches.

As a kid, I loved Eva's watch. Eva was my mother's best friend and she wore a very elegant black and white watch with an extremely large face. She was always way ahead of her time when it came to fashion. After she died, I inherited the watch. I had it inspected, cleaned and wound (this watch was made before batteries). I wore the watch. It never worked on me. Reluctantly, I gave it to my younger sister. It worked perfectly on her and continues to do so. I continue to covet it as I did all my younger years but know now that watch is just not for me.

While visiting my younger sister, we commented on the watch story and she offered me Mom's watch. Mom had passed on several years ago. My sister likely thought this would make a nice replacement to the watch I had given her. Well, here we go again. The watch won't work on me. Now I haven't completely given up. Maybe the battery is simply dead. I'm going to give that a go then hold my breath.

But I do believe there is something to personal magnetism or some such. I've had a terrible history with computers and it still surprises me that they work for me at all. I've found when I'm under pressure, angry, upset or on fast forward, they do everything they can to stall me...to the point I want to throw them out the nearest window. I'm a super-user yet I can really get a computer to dig in its heels so to speak. I've gotten in the habit of taking my hand off the mouse the second I give it a command - that seems to work even though it sounds really crazy. But, of course, it doesn't work for the keyboard. Guess I'll have to check into one that takes voice commands. For more on personal magnetism, check this article out.