This Flippin Cord
There is a room in my house that’s been designated as my office.
But, actually, it’s more like my traveling office.
Card table, comfy chair, laptop, miscellaneous this and that’s.
The card table is because every once in awhile I like to move.
Sometimes I’d rather be upstairs, sometimes down.
I adjust my office according to my mood but, my one and only requirement as I shuffle from space to space is that I face a window.
I do my best writing / rambling in the predawn hours.
I LOVE waiting for that sunrise.
So right now, at this very moment, I am set up downstairs
& the way I assembled my most recent area puzzles me daily.
I like where I am sitting, I like the view, I like everything about my temporary space
except …
This cord.
This FLIPPIN cord.
It’s my laptop cord
& for some reason as I was setting up this latest pondering spot, I plugged my laptop into a wall socket that is right smack dab in my walking path
& I’ve been tripping over that cord every single day for about a month or so now.
Easy solution, right ?
I have other socket choices in this room so why not just move the cord to another socket ??!??
Or maybe unplug it ?
Use it only when necessary ?
duh.
I know.
I’ve asked myself that question many, many times
& yet, the cord stays.
I trip.
gaaaa.
Which got me to thinking …
How many times ?
How many times will I, you, he, she, him and her keep making the same mistake before things really,
& I mean REALLY change.
We keep talking about it.
We become sorrowfully, angrily, continuously rejuvenated by it each and every time it happens.
We are determined and full of THIS is the LAST time promises.
But eventually, we always find our way back to the things will never change sameness.
Hoping beyond hope there will never, ever be another next time.
Until next time happens.
Again and again and again.
It continues to happen.
I think it’s time to move that flippin cord.
Things must.
We must.
I must change to make THIS change.
Same is Just. Not. Working.
🙂
