There is something that stresses me out like nothing else in this world.

I had to get behind my office desk today and unplug 14,247 cords, replace a faulty docking station, unravel the mess of cords and plug them all back in to the new machine, and then make sense of the tangled disaster back behind the three monitors in the 3 inch space between the desk and the wall.

All this, WHILE I was on the phone with TWO tech guys putting me under all this pressure to not act completely incompetent but I could feeeeeeel their eye rolls through the speakerphone and it caused me to stumble and doubt every cord and port (did I put that one in the wrong place?) and I was stepping on my backpack since I was in a tiny space between my desk and the corner tree and I probably smashed several very important backpack things and every instruction that came through the speakerphone caused MY eyes to roll and I could not believe that our tech guy could not just drop everything right then and there and come HELP me and take care of this job that is CLEARLY HIS and not mine.

I was SWEATING.

If it isn’t computer issues, it is TV issues when it comes to streaming and remotes and apps and access and throw in stereo receivers and bluetooth and screen mirroring.

Yesterday, I was on a video call with co-workers and our millennial sweet girl who works for the company that is redesigning our website. She is “holding our hands” with social media (don’t get me started but I am certain she eye rolls too) and we suggested she join our instant messaging “team” so we could discuss all the things more efficiently. She explained that her company uses Slack – WHAT IS SLACK – and then, this morning, my co-worker and I realized at that very moment, the two of us were instant messaging on THREE DIFFERENT PLATFORMS. AT THE SAME TIME. JUST THE TWO OF US. Microsoft Teams, Skype, and now our VoIP calling system.

Just typing all this language is making me sweat. Sweat, not swear, but if I were a swearer, I would be swearing. I am a sweater. Not a sweater sweater, a sweat-er.

Calgon take me away.

I’m OVER it.

I am grateful for a simple mind.

I am grateful for access to watch TV tonight, so what in the world am I doing on a computer after being on a computer all day.

I am grateful for bluetooth ear thingys so I can listen to my book while I walk.

I am grateful for tech guys who eye roll but try not to show it through their voice commands.

I am grateful for success after an hour and a half of sweating.

I am grateful for a clean desk and a set-up that is now fully functioning.

I am grateful for all the technology that makes my work life more…eh…efficient.

And I am grateful that I grew up in a time when there was none of this so that I know what it was like to have none of this.