I am frustrated because I have not got my lovely wireless card to work yet with my lovely OpenSuse operating system, this despite doing a bit of research to find out if it was likely to work. I concluded that it probably was, but am now starting to wonder. However, I still have a long wire to use instead, so that is a problem for another day. Part of the problem may well be that there is still a wired network card involved. Enough of that for tonight.
I am frustrated because it is taking me 1 hour and 50 minutes to get from my bed to college. I must be able to cut some of the time out, but I can’t quite figure out where.
T minus 1h50 – alarm goes off, cunningly placed on a high shelf so I actually have to stand up and reach it.
T minus 1h49 and 55 seconds – Battle begins between will power and sloth.
A shower is involved somewhere here, but I don’t think I take longer than about 10 minutes.
T minus 1h10 (sometimes 1h20, depending on if it is a hairwashing day) – stagger from the bathroom wrapped in a towel
Breakfast happens here
Clothes are found and put on or packed
Various pieces of paper are located and packed
T minus 35 – depart by bicycle, gracefully and effortlessly swooping up and down (but mainly up) various hills. Well, sort of.
T minus 15 – arrive in college, hot, dissheveled, red in the face and aching. Bike is put away, copious amounts of water are drunk, now rather disgusting tshirt is exchanged for alternative garb, prayer book is collected, study books and notes stacked ready.
T minus 4ish – stroll to chapel.
WHAT DO I DO WITH ALL THAT TIME? When I was 14, I had a paper round. I used to get up at 7.10am, 5 minutes before I had to be at the paper shop (5 minutes walk away), do the paper round, shower and walk to the bus stop by 8.25am. How is it possible that I have slowed down so much?
On reflection, I reckon the battle between sloth and will power is prolonged. In my half-awake state, I do occasionally catch snatches of arguments about the water being cold and not wanting to get in the shower, but knowing that I will make more friends if I smell nicer. I must be able to save about 40 minutes somewhere in there for more productive activity.
I am frustrated because there aren’t enough hours in the day.
I am frustrated because I don’t have a working laptop.
I am frustrated because tomorrow I have to put my contact lenses in before 7am so I can go to the opticians for 9am.
I am frustrated because I can think of nothing better to post.
On the other hand, I have very many blessings to count. I should perhaps do more of that, rather than ranting about my insignificant woes. Apologies and Happy Monday (or late Sunday if you are reading this before it is Monday)
How are you doing?