Frustrations abound today!

The Internet is not working in my house AGAIN.  I cannot tell you how infuriating I find this.  I pay money every month to a crap organisation in order for them to do this one small thing in return.  It’s not rocket science.  It’s not beyond the reach of man to get my server working reliably.

Of course, the frustration is increasingly growing since I can’t find out the temperature in Bordeaux and therefore cannot pack, I can’t get a comparison web site to tell me where to get the cheapest car insurance and most importantly, I cannot write my blog.

Many months ago when this happened we vowed to change providers and of course, in the way of the Harris household, we didn’t and we stayed with the one we had.  Apathy rules here at number 12.  I can’t blame anyone since I am as responsible for this state of affairs as is Ralph, but damn, I do want to heap blame in another direction. 

Wait … now it’s working, so I’m dropping everything to write today’s entry.  Why?  I have virtually nothing to say today.  I did not even leave my house all day.  I folded, repaired and tidied piles of clothing and there is more.  I can hardly believe how much stuff I have. This is a disease, an illness.  I have to stop hording.  I am not preparing for the onslaught of who knows what.  There is always more in the shops.  I must learn to resist, but as the Borg said to Captain Picard in last night’s late night movie – resistance is futile.

So where am I now?  I am in clearing mode – two big filled dustbin liners and counting.  I am giving away enough to fill my wardrobes and they are still full.  We are both in clearing mode.  Ralph is in the process of clearing the medicine cupboards.  I even let him throw away my stash of Prozac and various other anti-depressants, finally admitting to myself that it was never much of answer to my winter black hole.  I guess I hung on to the extra three months’ supply in case of depression emergency!

This clearing is actually OK.  It goes on far too long, I sneeze from the dust, but it does have noticeable results.  Right now I am bored with the clearing so I am taking an avoidance break by ironing. 

My aim is to have my room in pristine order by the end of the month, with a break in between to travel through French vineyards and eat great French food with friends.  A Zen paradise is still a pipe dream, but who knows, I might surprise myself.