On the whole I am someone who stays calm. If I cannot move forward one way, I will try a different way, or change direction. I do become irritated, or angry at lack of consideration, or incompetence, or time wasters, but tend to sit on my wrath to keep it warm. (Indeed, I'm sure that a friend met recently would say that a longer quote might be more appropriate: sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm!) Unfortunately, I seem to be able to hide the irritation less as I grow older, and more aware of the shortage of my time. My piece Remembering Jakarta describes how frustrating my time working there could be - while also being a life-enhancing episode.
The one relationship in my life which causes the most frustration, while also providing the greatest and most wondrous facilities is that with the computer. I have got on better with people whose language I could not understand nor produce than I have with what I find the almost impenetrable jargon, terminology, and usage of the software designers, etc. Fortunately - or unfortunately - I am married to a software guy, who speaks the gobbledygook and generally fixes things for me before I chuck the hardware out of the window. But I like to be in charge of my own life, don't want constantly to be running to him, and simply want to get on with things. Sigh.
The problem at present is that suddenly I cannot seem to leave a comment on WordPress blogs. Neither from my main computer, nor my laptop. My husband says he will look into it if I want, but he's about to go away for a few days, and the sorting quite often takes a while. So, I shall sit here (not sulking, 'cause I don't give a damn any more), and get on with what I can, thinking positively that perhaps miraculously (!) whatever went wrong will just flip back and all will be as it was, in the best of all possible worlds. Snort (as June would say!)
How it might seem
9 hours ago