Posted by: Judy | November 22, 2013

All’s quiet…

..but I’m not so certain all’s well.

I’ve managed to make myself scarce this week.

Still, the rage flared.

Over what?

Annoying mood-calming flute type music. Really.

I transcribe tapes, and my client listens to different calming types of music. It is not calming to me.

Why?

I can’t always hear what the client is saying. Interestingly enough, sometimes the notes and the voice are the same or so close I can’t distinguish one from the other.

Now, as I type this, a storm brews outside. A bit of lightning I pray doesn’t affect my computer and some rain. Too much turmoil to allow me to sleep despite the lateness of the hour. So I read. A distraction. My favorite distraction.

I think I’ve mentioned before that I love storms if not for the damage they are capable of causing. One of our famous thunderstorms blew up the processor in my computer. Over ten years later, and lightning still terrifies and fascinates me.

I still fear for something happening to my computer. I pray for protection, but one has already been blown up, what’s to stop another? There is more of value stored here now.

Reach deeper.

What if God wants me to learn a lesson? Another painful lesson?

It wouldn’t be the first time, and I don’t imagine I’ve seen the last.

Watching the local weather station, the worst seems to have continued north.

I think of those who survived the tornadoes, this week. They didn’t simply lose a computer. And I wonder how strong I am. And pray I am not tested in such a way… again, the same yet different. The house is here, but any home I claimed slipped away with my dog’s last breath. With what I do, I could live anywhere… finances, of course, are problematic. I know we’ve covered my ineptitude in that regard.

So, here I sit, my mind wandering… welcome to the labyrinth I live with day in and day out.


Responses

  1. ((((((Judy )))))))

    • (((((((Mary)))))))

  2. I only have one objection … the word ineptitude is unfair. As a friend, I feel compelled to point out that ineptitude is not accurate in this regard. If you are looking for a descriptor, you might have chosen “challenged” or “struggling” or even “still moving through a learning curve”. Ineptitude sounds too final, and discriminatory, and unfair. But that’s just one person’s opinion. 🙂

    I don’t know why we are so consistently hard on ourselves, especially when we are feeling vulnerable, or on edge. I also hope the storm passes over and manages to create an atmosphere of peaceful existence, instead of edginess and tension and anxiousness. I would suggest listening to some soft music, but it sounds like that might be enough to have you tossing everything out the window. Just kidding. Hang in there, and hope as the day progresses, your perspective shifts, and you can breathe easier again. (((hugs)))

    • Thanks for the laugh (((ntexas99))) My day is now much better. 😉

      • I have a feeling that the night time I hear “soothing flute music” I’m going to accidentally find myself smiling, because I’ll be thinking of you. So thanks right back to you, for sharing a smile.

        • One of the wonderful things about friends. 🙂

  3. Have you thought about storing some of your data on an outside server, like Dropbox?

    • I’m thinking about using Carbonite, but I have to wait because of some of the work I do.

      • I use both Carbonite & Dropbox. I’m paranoid after I lost an entire manuscript a few years ago.

        • Hadn’t thought of using both. I do email my manuscripts to myself at different emails, so there’s a copy in the sent file and one in the inbox. Losing a manuscript definitely terrifies me.

  4. (((Judy)))

    • (((TR)))


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