Dick likes to tell himself that I am irrational, emotional, and prone to lose my mind in times of stress. I think he had to read The Yellow Wallpaper in school and has flashbacks whenever I get a tiny bit upset that things are blowing up around the house.
Earlier this week I thought I broke my computer, and instead of freaking out, I calmly filmed it so I could show Dick just how placid I can be.
jane is calm from jane on Vimeo.
Impressive sang froid, non?
The truth is: the internet is probably as good as your garden-variety anxiety medication for suppressing the desire to indulge in a completely justified snit. And now that I’ve conquered my frustration with electronics, it’s time to convince Spot that it’s truly not necessary to tell me every single thing that crosses her mind throughout the entire day. Unfortunately, two-year-olds are about as logical as your average bundle of software, so this could take awhile.
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Oh my. That looks really bad. You WERE really calm. I freaked out for you here. Did you get it fixed?
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Actually, I just turned it off (by holding the power key down), and when I turned it back on, it was fine. And I didn’t ask any questions about that!
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Yeah, “not good, I’m guessing” is very chill.
I’m sure you’re proud of you, but I’m proud of you, too
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Wow, you go girl! I would have been flippin! I’m glad it’s okay….Oh, and one good thing about twins, they chatter to each other and I just zone out.
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Wow! Look how much your patience has improved in under a month. Impressive.
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Re lake placid, when my computer died and I was tethered ot my blackberry, I must say, times were good. And I was calm. No emails to answer, none to compose . . .
Re Spot-on declarations, we’ve got our share of earth-shattering announcements here, too. “Mom, I’m going to go poop” — as if I were going to object, re-direct or otherwise intervene. As if!
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Hm, no cookie throwing!
You are incredibly, impressively zen Jane. Nice!
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