TwitterOct 28 2009
Starting a business can test your patience and Acorn squash stabbing . . .
Wrote this hours ago:
Today I am edgy, irritable, frustrated. I want simple with a capital S. I want someone to come sit down in my computer chair and walk me through E V E R Y T H I N G that has to do with the net in relation to social media and what I need to learn. Everywhere I go there is something new. I find myself saying, “What? What are you talking about?” all the time. What is this, what is that, is this the same as that or is it different. So do I need both or not? Why are you not defining everything? When I go to a “beginning” anything page, I expect it to start at the beginning. Not just a niggle ahead leaving me to surf elsewhere in search of that stray piece of info. the author thought I was born with. Maybe it’s just me. I don’t know. Have I told you this before, am I repeating myself? It’s likely, since I talk to you, and to John 1&2, my friend Cathy and some to Heather about all things internet. It was Cathy btw that said, “I want things simple.” I lifted that from our IMing on FB and slapped it at the top of that previous post bearing that title BECAUSE I too want it simple. Ha! Funny, very funny. That’s like asking for child rearing to be a snap. There is a learning curve. A price one pays in order to be fluent in this language and that’s where I am. Or is, really, because I barely pause from the learning, which keeps me in the now, so possibly I should say, “That’s where I is.” LOL Grammar Nazi’s step aside. I’m recreating the language. And why not? Some unknown somebody created it in the first place, why can’t I do that same?! Throwing my head back here and howling half crazed laughter. Daring anyone to tell me I can’t. Don’t even go there today!
I’m hitting scream level and totally up to my ears in it. John2 was here and he said, “Yeah, I understand what you’re saying, but that was the only way I’ve learned and still learn anything that has to do with computers or the internet.” Well, that annoyed me. I wanted him to join me, to complain, kick the internet, and tell it to just go to hell in a hand basket, take a long walk off a short pier. To disappear off the face of the planet. It was all I could do to suppress snapping at him. So I walked away. Went to see what food was in the refrigerator. Discovery: Stabbing my chef’s knife into an acorn squash and then retching it down to slice it in half not only allowed me to cut that blasted thing in half much easier then the way I’ve been doing it, it also helped me released some steam. I’m now recommending this. And while your at it follow up with vigorously peeling potatoes and roughly cutting them in pieces also adds to the effect.
Added this tonight:
Well that was earlier, now I’m “serene.” All together. Nice and peaceful–just ignore the clinched jaw, it’s nothing. Really. Focus on the placid smile on my face. Just wish I hadn’t totally burned an entire tray of Pillsbury Halloween shape cookies to the delicate shade of black, setting off the fire alarm and alerting the entire world, before “serene” washed over me. Those cookies were supposed to be for a special treat for the kids. Okay and yeah, a few were going to be for me.
So now that I’m all calm I can say I know this is the better way ultimately. Anything you have to work at to learn and understand makes it your own. Allows you to really and truly learn it, every aspect. But really, earlier. Phish. Like who really cared? Me? Nope. I waded it all up and dumped it in the trash! Now I’m smoothing out the wrinkles and leaving it next to the computer and going to bed. That will seriously help!
Love ya, Night,
Theresa Jane
-who knows her tweets today sounded like I was all sweet and happy, but that was me making an effort to find my happy spot. Once I got to my blog I had to reveal the truth to my friends!
I am just impressed that you are even trying to learn all of that stuff. I give an A for effort. Wish I could wave a magic wand and send you your very own computer genie, but I obviously don’t still have that wand or I would know more about my camera. I am really saddened about the burnt cookies, they probably would have help your mood at least a little. Sleep well and may tomorrow be a better day.
Well, now there’s an idea. A computer genie. Humm, see about finding one of those would you? I mean you of it so it’s possible they exist. That would be soooo, great. Of course they’re probably about as reliable as dish washing, housekeeping fairies.
Theresa Jane