Technology...it is both a blessing and a curse. Today, I'm feeling more curse-ish.
I'm having trouble with our cable boxes. Yes, we have two. The cable is not out completely, we still have about 200 (actually, probably more...I've never counted) channels that are working properly. However, we have about 15 channels that won't work on either box. One of them happens to the be the channel that it's set to come on to; that's how I noticed the problem in the first place.
It shouldn't annoy me that much. Really, if the whole thing went out, it shouldn't annoy me; people lived for thousands of years without cable. But it does. Mind you, I hate it that it does, but it does nonetheless. I don't like things that aren't doing what they're supposed to do, I don't like calls to service people, I don't like the hassle of dealing with service appointments. It's all so very annoying. I'm not a patient person in the first place (just ask my husband), but I have even less patience for things like this.
This blog really isn't going anywhere; I don't have a grand epiphany, nor can I do anything except wait for the service appointment this weekend. I know that being grumpy about it isn't going to solve the problem. I just needed to vent, really. The last two days have been pretty rough and dealing with this, as trivial as it seems, isn't helping.
Perhaps when I get home from my meeting tonight, I won't turn the TV on at all. If I do, I'll be reminded of its failure. Instead, maybe I'll curl up with a glass of wine and my book. In fact, I was just thinking this morning about how I need to hurry and finish it (the book, not the wine) before it's due back to the library.
Yeah, that's what I'll do. Maybe, just maybe, one can actually choose to have a good evening anyway, despite the technical difficulties.